I start my day
With the sun's bright smile,
A smile that will build my day,
A smile that makes me go an extra mileFinding the breeze of May
Walking down the aisle,
Nothing compares to this day,
That marks a new mile.
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The Breeze of May
I start my day
With the sun's bright smile,
A smile that will build my day,
A smile that makes me go an extra mileFinding the breeze of May
Walking down the aisle,
Nothing compares to this day,
That marks a new mile.