Thursday, July 12, 2007

Butterfly Brain

I just realized that with my pastor Lijuan's wedding this weekend, the prolonged spate of weddings in my church has finally come to a bit of close...

I always wanted to post abt Henry and Bernice's wedding 2 weeks ago, but never had any inspiration, and decided to postpone it instead of rambling.

But I'm still stuck. So I shall just commit such an event to the memory of this blog, and state that Henry and Bernice were married 2 weeks ago on the 30th of June 2007.

There.

Grins.

Ah well.

So there I was, thinking abt how glad I was that the weddings have finally come to an end... and how everyone can finally take a break and feel like they have more time to themselves over the weekends... and this song popped up into my head.


Butterfly Kisses
Bob Carlisle

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent 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 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 looking like her momma a little more every day
One part woman the other part girl
To perfume and make-up ribbons and pearls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
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"
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 butterfly
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 bride room just staring at her
She asks me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl"
Then she leaned over and gave me

Butterfly kisses with her momma there
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle 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 than 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


I still can remember the first time I heard this song... Class 95's Morning Express was still hosted by Joe Agustine and the Flying Dutchman. And It was FD, I believe... who introduced this song when it first came out. He kept going on abt this new song he was gonna play later that totally took his breath away and left him in tears... I was in the car on my way to school. (That roughly makes this song 11 yrs old, actually... Hehz...) And so when it was finally played on the radio, it really moved me as well.
Not just because of the lyrics that were penned, but the fact that a father would actually write such a song for his daughter...

See, Bob Carlisle wrote this song for his daughter, to be used at her wedding. Thing is - he wrote this for her after she was born, and kept it until her wedding day to sing it. How many fathers do you know would do this for their daughters??? (I kept telling myself I wanna do something liddat... but looking at the only 2 songs I've ever written in my life so far, I'm guessing I should stay away from song-writing, if nothing else then for my daughter's sake. Hahahahaha...)

Anyway, this post is the result of a few factors... a desperate lack of sleep, my demented and senile father who has again gone ballistics on my poor suffering mom, and the weddings that are taking place. The lack of sleep obviously resulted in my malfunctioning brain drawing a link between the events, and thus lumping it all together.

Ah well.

If nothing else, enjoy this song, guys.

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