Right Between The Eyes

Married

One day we'll be married

Is what you promised me at twenty-five still young

You'd be twenty-seven of course

And I'd have you last name

I'd come home to your sweet home cooking

And we'll lay in bed

My head upon your chest, just breathing

Laying beside you in pure bliss

The kind that surpasses the wildest of ignorances

One day we'll be married

Have our kids

Living together, old

Hair touched with grey

Years from now we'll be married

On our rocking chairs, gazing at the sunset

We'll be married

And all the days leading up to en

I'll be with you

Long after our hair has turned grey

And I'll love you just as I do now

Hands clutched, sitting beside each other