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Raindrops twinkle in her eyes,
dazzle her sight on wide open skies.
She’s too anxious, too anxious to fly,
wondering if she’ll ever try again
Again she looks up to the sky,
and she’s a butterfly.
Look at her wings
They’re still wet from the rain.
Don’t take my, don’t take my,
don’t take my wings away.
Don’t take my, don’t take my
Don’t take my, don’t take my
don’t take my wings away.
I wanna get rid of all those creepy voices,
hide for all insecuring noises.
But I don’t dare, I care way too much,
I don’t know what I’m trying, but I’m dying If I’m not.
Look at her wings
They’re still wet from the rain.
Yes I wanna fly, fly eighty days.
Maby I should try, but I need some advice.
Pray for His arms to wrap around me.
Be my cocoon and heal my wounds.