Another wedding in my twenties, and I’m in that bridesmaid dress
But by now I should be ready, that’s what mama did expect
Spending more time in the mirror than I ever had before
It’s days like this I hear her saying, it’s soon time you wore
That white dress, put my on slow
I I’ll hear so I’ll my time go home
I’m behind in eyes
Instead the aisle, I’m my own road
I believe the slow
I don’t on I more time than most
Polluted different cities, I don’t I don’t feel
I don’t live the bitty even though I it’s real
I’m behind in eyes
Instead the aisle, I’m my own road
I believe the slow
I don’t on I more time than most
I dream that white dress
But tonight I’m with the crowd
caught in hurry
I’m living in the now
I’m behind in eyes
Instead the aisle, I’m my own road
I believe the slow
I don’t on I more time than most
I don’t on I more time than most
Hmmm
