i dreamt of standing at the beach
the ocean washing at my feet
but i don't face the setting sun
i just watch the leaving pretty one
the evening wind is coaxing her back
the sand all pleads but she treads her track
we were holding hands when she asked for an oath
a ring, church bells, on altar us both
i just told her what the promise say
in sick and health together we stay
but also i said that after we say 'i do'
me stays me and you stay you
she thinks i joke and she lost her dove
but in changing other there is no love
now to get her back shall i build what bridge
i dreamt of standing at the beach
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