Time moves slowly
And no one seems to notice
As he tries to make paradise

Maybe one can only
Catch a glimpse of paradise?

May God forgive him?
For what he tried to make
And let those who love him
Forgive him

Paradise is not to be made
It waits
In love and faith
A child’s laughter
In hugs and vows to special one

It is all around
But you must open your eyes
To the waves crashing on the beach
Or a walk down a snow covered lane
It is in the animals scurrying about
Or the tears at a wedding

Now that it's no longer just a thought

It means so much to him
I'm sure it does to you too

It's like yr little wedding band
The only one thing
That he need on your hand
Ring finger has finally been filled
From a diamond ring he have bought

Two souls meet, and they forever unite
Thoughtful words and prayers combine

It is a promise

A life time commitment

To be one backs another

He is hers' and she is his'.

When it is time for her to kiss the groom
And the petals fall gently.

Two coupled now before All, coupled
before the golden door
of their own future.

My life through the startled air,
Beware of the branch of the palm tree;
But like the feelings of sadness,
Overcome it with the affluence of love and time.
On my wedding night,
On your wedding night,
On his wedding night,
On her wedding night,
Like the skeletons left over after a feast;
My life is a gesture of a command.

A joyous bridegroom through the startled air,
In a pleasant land to think about my Maker;
By land or by sea i will follow Him.
Love is sunshine but hate is a shadow,
The day is restless but the night is quiet,
Man is imperious but woman is feeble,
From afar off with words from my mind to touch you;
It was for another from of life like,
The dexterity of my struggles in this world.
This vessel is always strong to move on,
Like my life through the startled air;
Though it bends me, it will always obey me.

I saw the woman,
How beautiful she was!
Wide open to the air with faces of her children.
My love is pure like a shape in the moonlight,
My heart is clean like the village clock to lead me on;
For my wants are but a few on this journey like,
The affluence of love and time to overcome.

Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel,
and I’m falling in love again.
I am remembering all the good times,
when we were man and wife.
Remembering all the days before
you left me with this lonely, lonely life.

Now wedding bells are ringing,
out for someone new.
Let’s hope that they don’t follow
the same roads as me and you.
Those roads only lead to heartaches,
each mile along the way,
so let’s hope along those roads they don’t stray.

Wedding bells are ring in the chapel,
only I wish they were for me and you.
Then we would get another chance,
of trying to make our love run true,
learning from all the mistakes
that we made before, and
end with a happy endings sign hanging from our door.