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Two years, three years, five years passed
Now we're in this chapel
Everything feels surreal
It all feels like a dream
Two years, three years, five years passed
"Just Married" signs are so
wonderful to be seen
on the back of a car
speeding down the highway
to a destination
unknown by onlookers.
The direction only to be determined
My collar's too tight, the room is too hot.
I shuffle my feet, my stomach's in knots.
Once I look up, I can breathe because I see
There she is walking towards me
As she comes my way, passing pew by pew,
Her alarm went off at six in the morning
She heard wedding bells in her sleep,
then the snooze went off-- a warning.
He turned on the coffee pot,
somewhere on the other side of town.
