My OperaBRIDE
Friday, March 6, 2009 4:20:03 AM
O heavens split in sunny smiles
Blossoms splash your colors bright
Make way winds of haughty pride
Make way! Here comes the Bride!
She wears a dress of frothy joy
Jewels of hope and a dreamy sigh
A lace of whisper veils her eye
Make Way! O Make way for the Bride!
The birds are singing the wedding march
White orchids dorn the marble arch
A Fairy Tale is about to come alive
Make Way! For now comes the Bride!
Whites and golds and a handsome prince
The Ring bearer holding the wedding rings
With all her dreams about to realize
Make Way! Here comes the Bride!
Blossoms splash your colors bright
Make way winds of haughty pride
Make way! Here comes the Bride!
She wears a dress of frothy joy
Jewels of hope and a dreamy sigh
A lace of whisper veils her eye
Make Way! O Make way for the Bride!
The birds are singing the wedding march
White orchids dorn the marble arch
A Fairy Tale is about to come alive
Make Way! For now comes the Bride!
Whites and golds and a handsome prince
The Ring bearer holding the wedding rings
With all her dreams about to realize
Make Way! Here comes the Bride!
Magsintothedeep # Friday, March 6, 2009 11:23:10 PM
KYrenKYren # Saturday, March 14, 2009 9:14:14 AM