Summer bright day and her standing right there
Me walking to a stranger and talking of weather
Holding her veil and sipping coffee in a diner,
Wondering to myself if fate had been kinder
The infectious laughter, teasing, twinkling eyes
Telling me her name, shyly asking for mine
Never before had such thoughts struck my mind
She was the girl I would walk down the aisle.
Holding my hand and squeezing it tight
Leading me out into a brand new light
Jerking awake amidst a moon strike
She, a dream I had dreamt all night.