The Wedding

there she stands in her white flowing dress beautiful flowers in her hair she couldn't be happier she's waited so long for this moment waiting to greet her groom she can hardly keep standing the song begins to play sounding like a million trumpets she walks down the isle wishing she could run she sees her mother and father and all her closest friends it all seems so unreal and then she wakes up it was all a dream a bitter sweet dream she knows the one she dreams of her heart begins to break maybe one of these days this dream will come true