flight of the butterfly, rising free
This ring on my finger
I can’t seem to take it off
So many wonderful days
Alive in the vows that we made and kept
For just a few moments
He wandered in the dark
Lost and alone
Cold, scared and stark
unspeakable joy
springs from your face
beautiful you
touched by Christ's grace
my love is on fire
even more when i see
beautiful you
touching beautiful me