I know your favorite color, I can name your shoe size,
I’m now confortable around your father,
You slept in my T-shirt last night.
You whisper my name in my ear, to find if I’m awake:
Could you close the window, dear, It’s cold and I can’t sleep that way,
Oh I know, it might sound strange, but this feels like heaven to me,
2 hearts, rearranged- composing one harmony.
Happily Married, Happily Married.
I’m taking off my shoes; leaving them on the floor,
I know she’ll be mad at me, but that’s what “I’m sorry” is for.
I know it sounds cruel, I should show her more curtousey,
But it’s hard to keep the rules- she’s soo dang cute when she’s angry!
Happily married, Happily Married
Not just February 14th, not only on Christmas and New Year’s eve
I’ll cherish and treasure all of the days inbetween…
When we’ve grown old and wrinkly, and I can’t remember my name
After an hour of thinking, I’ll still remember yours!
I’ll love your old age, ’cause it means I’ve had more time spent with you
And Know , I’m not afraid of the vows I have made,
To have and to hold you, to love and adore you, till death do us part,
You have my heart, for eternity…