Butterfly kisses Michael Bolton

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There´s two things I know for sure
She was send 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 her 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 lookin´ like her mama a little more every day
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and make-up, from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayers
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
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
(all the precious time)
oh like the wind the years go by (precious butterflies)
(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 brideroom just staring at her
She ask me what I´m thinking
I said I´m not sure
I just feel like I´m loosing my babygirl
She leaned over
Gave me butterfly kisses with her Mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk me down the ailes , 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
I couldn´t ask God for more
Then 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




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