She walks down the aisle toward him,
Her veil covering her shining face.
Clothed in white, she stands tall.
Her love is pure.
He stands at the front of the church,
Awaiting his love.
No blemish to mar this day.
His love is pure.
As she reaches the altar she turns to him,
And puts her hand in his.
He smiles at her, and turns to the minister.
Their love is pure.
The bride and groom exchange the vows,
That forever will link their future.
For better or worse. For richer or poorer.
Their love is pure.
On the hands, of the bride and groom,
The rings are eternally placed.
They state an unending relationship.
Their love is pure.
He lifts her veil,
She lifts her face,
They share their first kiss.
Their love is pure.
Together they turn,
And rush out the door,
To start their new life.
Their love is pure.
Her veil covering her shining face.
Clothed in white, she stands tall.
Her love is pure.
He stands at the front of the church,
Awaiting his love.
No blemish to mar this day.
His love is pure.
As she reaches the altar she turns to him,
And puts her hand in his.
He smiles at her, and turns to the minister.
Their love is pure.
The bride and groom exchange the vows,
That forever will link their future.
For better or worse. For richer or poorer.
Their love is pure.
On the hands, of the bride and groom,
The rings are eternally placed.
They state an unending relationship.
Their love is pure.
He lifts her veil,
She lifts her face,
They share their first kiss.
Their love is pure.
Together they turn,
And rush out the door,
To start their new life.
Their love is pure.
