Can I be who you want
While being true to myself?
Can I look to you
And know that there is no one else?
Are my doubts and fears,
All bundled up inside,
Really to blame
When I coming running as your Bride?
You stayed at the alter
Even though I ran away,
I keep coming back;
You've never swayed.
My dress is now White
When it once was gray.
You took the darkness
And made it fade.
Vibrant our wedding will be!
You keep repeating the vows you've already told.
It would be so grand
As long as my feet don't get cold.
I'm sorry.
I can never stop running.
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