| Were up the sidewalk runnin down the street
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| Showin our love to the world we meet
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| Your days comin sunshine’s begun
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| Big machines are starting to hum
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| And the wind blows your hair
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| Two little children come walking by
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| Looking just like you and I
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| Colored by some beautiful people
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| Flowers growin round the church house steeple
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| And the wind blows your hair
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| I’ve a feelin we’ve been here before
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| Angels singing as we pass through the door
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| Hand in hand we walk down the aisle
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| See their faces their starting to smile
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| Their starting to smile
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| In my eyes I’m starting to cry
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| This is not a dream of you and I
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| I’ve never been this happy before
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| Hand in hand we walk out the door
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| And the wind blows your hair
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| Rice is falling on us everywhere
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| The scent of flowers uh fill the air
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| Children laughing out in the street
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| Everyone’s happy that we meet
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| And the wind blows your hair
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| And the wind blows your hair |