Flowers In Flight
You think two flow'rs are sitting there,
'til one takes flight into the air.
Then, suddenly, the day's more fair.
It's like a prayer. It's like a prayer.
A butterfly is Nature's way
of letting flowers romp and play;
Away from earth-bound roots they stray,
on Springtime day, on Springtime day.
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