| For my wedding, I will dress in black
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| And never again will I look back
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| Ah, my dark angels we must part
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| For I’ve made a sanctuary of my heart
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| To want what I have
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| To take what I’m given with grace
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| For this I pray
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| On my wedding day
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| For my wedding, I don’t want violins
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| Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
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| I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
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| For the love we’ll need to make it in the world out there
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| To want what I have
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| To take what I’m given with grace
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| For this I pray
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| On my wedding day
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| On my wedding day
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| I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
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| That’s what I’ve wanted for my life
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| And if it hasn’t always been that way
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| Well, I can dream and I can pray
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| On my wedding day
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| So what makes us any different from all the others
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| Who have tried and failed before us Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
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| But I pray we’re the lucky ones; |
| I pray we never fall
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| To want what we have
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| To take what we’re given with grace |