I'm setting you free but I'm not letting you I'm watching you fly away but keeping you close I can't help but cry a little Heaven knows I'm setting you free but I'm not letting you
Though Mom says I spoil you Please come home real often often and soon Would you think of us as foolish if we do some pretending by leaving your light on here in your room?
Drive slow on the freeways call first thing when you get there You know me, how I worry I'll be up most the night and if you need anything, baby you know we'll both be here In the meantime we're praying that your future is bright
Wheres that princess in a party dress? now shes a young lady with dreams fly away butterfly on the wind, taking wings The first time that I held you child you forever changed my soul and I'm holding you now because I want you to know