2018.01.06.
An elevator ride to heaven
My beautiful sir that I've seen once on technicolor TVThis is the last letter I'm writing to you
I'll no longer need this pocket mirror with your picture on it
It's time for me to get married today
My beautiful sir--I do not love him and that's the truth
You're the one playing the lead role in my every dream
But a girl can't go through life all by herself
That's just life--you know that, don't you
Here they come, with a wedding dress and a veil for me
The Gypsy band is waiting to play their music
The horse's tail is swishing in rhythm with the music
Its hooves are clip-clopping the wedding march away
They'll throw some rice on me for good luck
A crowd of guests will sing a song out of tune
They'll push a golden ring on my finger
And put me in an elevator going up to heaven (x2)
My beautiful sir, I was so nervous I couldn't sleep
So I couldn't dream of you today
And so I'm leaving you with no goodbye, quite suddenly
Somebody has shut the door between us
They'll throw some rice on me for good luck
A crowd of guests will sing a song out of tune
They'll push a golden ring on my finger
And put me in an elevator going up to heaven (x2)
They'll throw some rice on me for good luck
A crowd of guests will sing a song out of tune
They'll push a golden ring on my finger
And put me in an elevator going up to heaven (x2)