She remembers when she first got her wings
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And how she opened up the day she learned to sing
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And then the colors came, erased the black and white
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And her whole world changed, oh she realized
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She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
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Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
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And everywhere she goes
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Everybody knows, she's so glad to be alive
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She's a butterfly
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Like the purest light in a darkened world
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So much hope inside such a lovely girl
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You should see her fly, it's almost magical
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It makes you wanna cry, she's so beautiful
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She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
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Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
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And everywhere she goes
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Everybody knows, she's so glad to be alive
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She's a butterfly
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God bless the butterfly,
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Give her the strength to fly
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Never let her wings touch the ground
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God bless the butterfly,
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Give her the strength to fly
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Never let her wings touch the ground
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She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
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Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
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And everywhere she goes
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Everybody knows, she's so glad to be alive
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She's a butterfly
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She's a butterfly
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She's a butterfly
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God bless the butterfly,
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Give her the strength to fly
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Never let her wings touch the ground
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God bless the butterfly,
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Give her the strength to fly
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Never let her wings touch the ground
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[x2]
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She's A Butterfly
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| John Rich |
