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Two Dreams One Wedding


From the second he drops to his knee,

To the second before you change your name,

Love never flees,

We both know this isn't a game,

Its your love, its your dream,

its my job, its my responsability.

From our first call,

To the last big ball,

You count on me to make you a princess,

And only I know how its a process.

But the second I see your man cry at your beauty,

And you realize nothing else matters,

I realize it was my duty,

To make sure nothing but love around you shatters.

While you fall in love on that special day,

I'll remember why I started this in the first place.

Your wedding fantasy is a big deal,

And my fairytale job makes it real.

 
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