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Written by Bob Carlisle
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Butterfly Kisses
There's two things I know for sure ...
She was sent here from heaven,
And she's Daddy's Little Girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes;
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all ...
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer,
Sticking little white flowers all up in hair.
"Walk beside the pony Daddy,
It's my first ride;
I know the cake looks funny Daddy,
But I sure tried!"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning
And butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet 16 today ...
She's looking like her mama
A little more every day;
One part woman, the other part girl,
To perfume and make-up,
From ribbons and pearls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.
But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you Daddy,
But if you don't mind,
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time,
Oh, like the wind the years go by,
Precious butterfly ...
Spread your wings and fly.
She'll change her name today,
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away;
Standing in the bride room just staring at her,
She asks me what I'm thinking
And I said "I'm not sure ...
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
Then she leaned over and gave me
Butterfly kisses with her mama there;
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk me down the aisle Daddy ...
It's just about time;
Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy?
Daddy don't cry."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right;
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses at night.
I couldn't ask God for more ...
Man, this is what love is;
I know I've got to let her go
But I'll always remember every hug in the morning
And butterfly kisses at night ...
Author: ~ Bob Carlisle ~
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