Butterfly

That's what she tells me anyway
Suppose she would know best
Raisin' me n' all
Says I'm like a butterfly
I float whichever way I please
And flowers rise and fall
Though it's left to be seen
Which flower will bloom
And leave me struck in awe
Such that I won't fly away
Or rather, in result
Be left..
Immobilized to stay
'Cause in a world with many flowers
Each butterfly meets her match
One day

So maybe God's just saying,
"Be patient little girl.
Have you no faith in the one
who cares for you?
You have no idea
what lies in store
if you'll only
trust me."