Imagine the wedding that we would have
                              Tearful, joyful and grand
                              Imagine the house that we would build
                              Extravagant, marbled and happiness will be filled
                              Imagine the children we would make
                              Two? Four? Depends how much we could create
                              Imagine growing old nice and warm
                              Until death I will hold you in my arms
                              Imagine all of that would come true
                              But for now I'm just a girl who has feelings for you
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