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When I see butterflies I see you As they flutter on the breeze I think of you, I do Butterflies are fragile And delicate too As they skip across the air I think of you, I do Butterflies are perfect Out of the cocoon As they pause to flex their wings I think of you, I do If there is some grand plan And what's true is true Then I thank God for butterflies If they make me think of you When I see butterflies I see you As they flutter on the breeze I think of you I do |