Give me the ticket
To take a trip to your heart
There I might make a home
Whatever the storm
Give me the chance
To become your fiance
The man of your choice
And you'll never be at loss
Neither will you regret
Ever opening to me your heart
Let me take you before the bishops and priests
And before your parents
With the congregation as witness
To profess that I'll love you in health and in sickness
When things glow
And in sorrow
Till death
Ends our journey on earth
It is you I had chosen
To be the mother of my unborn children
My wife
And better half in this life
There I might make a home
Whatever the storm
Give me the chance
To become your fiance
The man of your choice
And you'll never be at loss
Neither will you regret
Ever opening to me your heart
Let me take you before the bishops and priests
And before your parents
With the congregation as witness
To profess that I'll love you in health and in sickness
When things glow
And in sorrow
Till death
Ends our journey on earth
It is you I had chosen
To be the mother of my unborn children
My wife
And better half in this life
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