In our final steps toward the altar I feel that sometimes we falter It seems for all purposes and intents The pressure is on, and it's getting intense
Many factors lead to some off-days That leaves us side-tracked in a daze Maybe no is the answer in the analysis As we feel the struggle of our paralysis
Broken trust is the deal that busts The deal that must be kept if it's not to burst When black is white and up is down There's no way to that victory crown
All the struggles that we've worked through You are my person - I'm in love with you We've had so much thinking to work through I'm certain that nobody else will ever do
I know that I'll never be above you It shows that I'm not there below you Yes, I know that I'm right here with you Through thick or thin, no one else will do
Broken trust is the deal that busts The deal that must be kept if it's not to burst When black is white and up is down There's no way to that victory crown
You'll be my bride, I'll be your groom-to-be It's perfectly flawless, this sentimentality With a twist of fate and a smiling look We're ready for another chapter in life's book
Everyone has their ideals about working it out To move beyond the flaws and costly doubts There comes a time to have it no other way One more look says, this love is here to stay
Broken trust is the deal that busts The deal that must be kept if it's not to burst When black is white and up is down There's no way to that victory crown
(c) August 1, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along