Here we stand hand in hand
a beutiful song from the band
my heart i hear it beat
i cannot feel my own feet
when i hear the pastor speak
i feel my knees getting weak
in you'r eyes i see my future
as the guests take our pictures
Here's the ring my love
i shall wear it like a glove
before you start to cry
i hear the words, 'you may kiss the bride'
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