I'm sick; I've tried not to show it I pray to God that no one has noticed But I grow weaker day by day My face is pale my hair turns gray It's hard
I'm sick, I've tried not to show it I pray to God that no one has noticed But I grow weaker day by day My face is pale my hair turns gray It's hard
on her face that she had never felt this way One day I thought I'd see her with her daddy by her side And violins would play Here Comes The Bride But
like to get to know you a little better, baby God knows that I really tried My, what a good day for a take out bride I'd like to say we did it for the
thats true That's all i ask of you Someone to care when things look blue A love to share my whole life through We're side by side Just a groom and a bride
Just a picture from life's other side Someone has fell by the way A life has gone out with the tide That might have been happy some day There's a poor
I remember how rough your hand felt on mine On my wedding day And the tears cried on my shoulder I couldn't turn away Well so much has happened to
At the end of every hard earned day People find some reason to believe Congregation gathers Down by the riverside Preacher stands with his Bible Groom stands waitin' for his bride
gonna soon be over oh Mary don't you weep Jimmy sent a letter to his bride back home for three long years he's been gone He left her crying on her wedding day
[Chorus: Ellie] Where do I begin To tell you all the things I feel when you're with me? The day we met I knew I'd fall so easily You must believe you'
the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures One played it by
might Put on a white dress, If you'll take me dancing tonight. The night's in your face, sky's in your eyes, The day's in my arms when you're by my side
Like the wind the years go by Precious butterfly Spread your wings and fly She'll change her name today She'll make a promise and I'll give her aways Standing in the bride
) Days go by as the villagers resources are reduced to nothing. (To nothing, yeah) The people can only sit back and watch as they are consumed, By the
Colonel In 1862 who fell in love With a Southern belle Where the sweet Magnolias bloom He wondered why folks laughed at him When he went riding by But
he got from a priest Night after night, I would lie with her pets Like a mail order bride in a box by the steps She went bungee jumping One fine day
