When all the rice falls
Light showers
All over our heads
Where will you be standing?
Are you the bride
Are you the bitter maid
Or perhaps the happy one
When we run away, laughing?
Whose hand am I holding
Who flies beside me
Wearing the silky wind
Is it you Ophelia?
Under the rain
Of blue and white flowers
Are you the one
Soaking me with love, laughing?
Run with me forever
Were you ever the maid
Did the piano speak true
When you came down to me?
A moment to forever
Will I remember it all?
Every part true
You were always the bride, laughing
No comments:
Post a Comment