Matrimony

Haven't got the time for vain excuses Let me lead you to the cool spring bubbling There we linger 'til you fill right up Parted lips instead of paper cups Long lashes curling on your cheek Hide your gaze so I don't catch you looking at me Spreading out into the tiny space Emanating from your sweet embraces But I feel your burning look Oh my god, it feels so good Oh yeah Sweet summer morning early in July Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife Doesn't matter if we're rich or poor The less we have, it makes me love you all the more I'm not waiting for some twist of fate To tell me that our lives interlacing But I feel your burning look Oh my god, it feels so good Oh yeah I'll wear the dress that my sister made And the blunt haircut your dull scissors gave me Sweet summer morning early in July Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife Sweet summer morning early in July Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife Sweet summer morning early in July Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife