The Collector

I'm a collector of beautiful things I capture and keep them and pin down their wings Red butterflies green dragonflies pretty blue beetles But she will be my most precious price I'm a collector of beautiful things I capture and keep them and pin down their wings No longer free she begs to be free With no one to help her she learns to keep depending on me No longer free she begs to be free With no one to help her she learns to keep depending on me I'm a collector of beautiful things And I have collected a beautiful dream