Favorite Flowers

I guess we don't quite understand down here What makes Him do the things He does Why some people go so soon While some grow old I've learned we're just a step away And tomorrow might be kind of tough Nothing's promised in this life All you can do is believe So it must have been the way the sunlight hit you And shined upon your face Or how the rain would find you On the driest of days Your smile in the morning The way you'd reach for the sky How you danced in the breeze As people walked by So it must be true what I once heard God picks His favorite flowers first I bet He put you in his window sill Looking out over this big old world And I know Heaven sure loves Having you around In His eyes, we're all the same But I just gotta think when He saw you And how perfect and pretty you were He just couldn't wait Yeah, it must have been the way the sunlight hit you And shined upon your face Or how the rain would find you On the driest of days Your smile in the morning The way you'd reach for the sky How you danced in the breeze As people walked by So it must be true what I once heard God picks His favorite flowers first Yeah, it must be true what I once heard God picks His favorite God picks His favorite Flowers first