| As I was walking deep in sorrow thinking about the times we shared
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| A butterfly danced round me, a white cloud in the evening air
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| And I knew that your soul was finally home and free
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| But it felt like a blessing, a message from you to me
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| Now you can fly, now you can soar
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| So high above this world where troubles are no more
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| The time has come to say goodbye
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| And let your soul go to heaven on the wings of a butterfly
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| Just a few days after they called us to a church to pray
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| Loved ones gathered round you to bless and send you on your way
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| And as I got up to speak, it suddenly caught my eye
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| White wings against the window, a beautiful butterfly…
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| Now you can fly, now you can soar
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| So high above this world where troubles are no more
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| This love of ours will never die
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| So let your soul go to heaven on the wings of a butterfly
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| One day we’ll meet again in heaven and we’ll fly like that butterfly |