I hear the church bells ring
The old door creaks as they walk through
These folks who drove all the way
To be here just for our special day
They rest now in neat wooden lines
Hushed words swirl through the sweet air
Your girls chuckle at your anxious sighs
As you add that final touch of flair
Outside the window my head’s sunk low
I am shifting my feet along the green grass
Pop’s filling me on all I should know
Says I better take care of his wicked lass
I look up; look straight; nervously meet his glare
Say, this is me; and there ain’t nothing to hide
Then we turn; my joy, his smile wry
As you come down the aisle; my beautiful bride
Now words have been my thing
Coz you’ve been my inspiration
But next to you, thinking of the life to come
My tongue’s frozen in anticipation
So I fumble through my pocket
Searching for those vows on a page
You hold them in your hand
Wink, as I say, I am yours for every age
When we stroll down arm in arm
This rice the crowd flings
By the side your gramp’s a bit high
We grab a shot with the others
Watch him get down, dirty and sing
Then in my car we sit
All set to hit the coast
But Pops clinks his glass
To love, he seeks our first toast
Girl, in my head are buzzing
A million brittle thoughts
Only, a rare fool lives the dream
That he’s forever sought
So I stand and smile
Yeah I say all that’s true
Raise the glass; kiss your lips
Whisper, I love you…