You ask me what my wedding will be like
I look at you and say "I don't know"
You ask me what my future wife will be like
I describe her the best I can
Whoever that woman is I can guarantee that she will flutter down the isle like an angel from God
I imagine that he smile could out shine the stars on a summer night
I say she's more like a complex combo
Up,right,right,left,down,x,You,You,You
We will need a manual to figure each other out
You will find out that my manual is unfinished
Maybe one day you will finish it

You ask me one more time about my future wife
I stare into your eyes and my hands begin to shake
I believe my future wife looks a lot like you
But I'm afraid to say it like child getting in trouble by his parents
She looks a lot like you