I understand you needing And wanting is no crime But I can't help feeling That you and your mother are just wasting your time
Choosing Saturdays in Summer I dare you to wear white Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right
I just don't understand it What makes our love a sin How can it make that difference If you and I are wearing that bloody, bloody ring
If I share my bed with you Must I also share my life Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right
You just don't understnd it This tender trap we're in Those glossy catalogues of couples Are cashing in on happiness again and again
So drag me to the altar And I'll make my sacrifice Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right And marriage is when we admit our parents were probably right
