Strapless and lace That's what I thought it'd be It wasn't just a dream I really thought that was me With the done up hair With a bouquet of roses I thought that was me.
White picket fences Children in the yard Cooking breakfast and dinner For all of us, three With that picture perfect life I thought that was me.
But, forget about that I remind you of the wedding dress That I won't be able to wear Because it has your name on it The wedding dress The engagement that could never be salvaged Not that I want it...anymore It's just a pity That poor wedding dress Will never be worn Because it's meant for me But, still has your name on it.