I looked at mom and dad’s wedding picture in my room,
Of a beautiful bride and groom.
I dreamed I was walking down the isle,
With daddy beside me, walking a mile.
I dreamed mommy was crying,
Although she cried she was smiling.
I dreamed of my husband to be,
In a suit, the most special man I see.
I dreamed of the flower girls,
Their hair done nice with clips and curls.
I dreamed of the reception afterwards,
Daddy and every one else want to say a few words.
It was so perfect because
Mom and dad were there.
Every one was having a good time,
A wedding so perfect as expected.