Smells of sweet ecstasy,
Flying in the air,
Dreams of all the festivity,
Fingers running through my hair,
It seems to remind me of a time that used to be,
A smile that has promised,
A laugh that always sings to me,
A powerful incarnation
of a love with no expectations,
And I think of her in need of restorations,
Day by day, yet it seems year by year,
A memory stirs,
A memory of a time to be achieved,
A heart I have seen,
A vision to be believed,
When the bells call me at the aisle,
I will be there so my love can be received,
After I\'ve seen what I\'ve seen,
Done what I\'ve done,
I still can\'t help but dream the dream,
There is a person who needs to know how much they mean to me,
For now I still feel sorrow,
But I still hold onto those fond memories,
We are each others\' destiny,
And there\'s her hand I\'ll need to borrow,
All in the day after tomorrow,