The Wedding Singer

The organ’s playing

The entourage started coming

I see him walk

I see him smile

He is so proud

And yes… so in love

He stayed in front of the altar

Waiting for his lovely bride

When she finally came, he held her hand

She’s so beautiful

So wonderful

I know she’s everything he wants

She’s the one he loves…

It’s now time to recite their vows

And so the music was played

I have to sing their wedding song

And I don’t know why there is pain

He hears my voice…. And he stopped for a while

He looked at my direction

He can’t believe it with his eyes

He sees me smiling while I sing

He tried to look me in the eye

But I looked away from him…

‘Coz I don’t want him to see me weeping

I was smiling outside…

But crying deep inside…

I don’t know if I can bear this any longer

I was hurt… my heart’s wounded

Then the music fades together with my voice

I ran away… ‘coz I have no choice

I ran away because I know that I can’t stay

I ran away from the man who used to be mine

But failed to stay for a lifetime…

July 11th, 2005 by michellelucero on Friendster

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