flight of the butterfly, rising free
From the darkest corners of misery
Grow the subtle agents of change
In the dimly lit lost memories
Clever, dark and strange
Perfect innocence freed
Blowing bubbles in the sun
Precious beauty rising
On the passing Spring breeze
Angel, princess, child
Wondrous gift of God
Brightening up the world
With the light of your eyes
Princess of glorious hope
Teaching us to play
Bubbles in the sun
From the miracle of you