I am going to play
on a hot summer day
the song
that you will remember.
A feeling that is tender
that will make you want it forever.
A song for you
who have been always true
despite of the blue
that seperated me from you.
Take my hand.
Let us walk through the sand
where our friends are waiting,
the crowds cheering,
the birds chirping,
the choir singing.
I lend you this ring
not to make the night sing
but to make Heaven's bells ring.
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 1:17 AM UTC
I am going to play
on a hot summer day
the song
that you will remember.
A feeling that is tender
that will make you want it forever.
A song for you
who have been always true
despite of the blue
that seperated me from you.
Take my hand.
Let us walk through the sand
where our friends are waiting,
the crowds cheering,
the birds chirping,
the choir singing.
I lend you this ring
not to make the night sing
but to make Heaven's bells ring.
A beach wedding would be fun.
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