THERE COMES A TIME
There comes a time in every young girl's life
when she wants to marry and be a young man's wife
There comes a time when they need to remember to the end
it's good to be lovers but first you have to be friends
One has to be the ying to the other one's yang
one has to be the umbrella to the other one's rain
There comes a time when she wants a white gown and maids with frilly dresses on
and a groom and groomsman in black tuxedos and wearing Stetsons
There comes a time they need to know marriage is about more than a bride and a groom
it's about being together and letting your love bloom
Try to keep things moving at an even pace
hold on to your love tight while giving it space
Never hide anything, leave nothing in the dark
keep things interesting, always looking for that spark
You need to be the air that the other one breaths
and be the tree for the other one's leaves
You need to be the strength for the other's weakness within
and be the savior for the other one's sin
When mining for love, there's one thing you need as a tool
when excavating true love, you need the golden rule
You need to be the left to their right, the right to their wrong
you need to be the melody to their song
You need to be the up to their down
and to help keep the other one's feet on the ground
Your dreams should be theirs and their dreams should be yours
keep this in your heart and your love will always be pure
You have to be there for their every need
and be the ground where they plant their seed
So if you want to make it through all the years
you have to feel their pain and share their tears
And just a little word from the wise
take turns on who has to compromise
So when you're walking down the isle, remember something so true
you are no longer one, now you are two
But once you say I do and it's over and done
you've come together as two and now you are one
There comes a time when a young man reaches his goal
and marries a young girl that touches his soul