A bride was she so fair and sweet
with dreams like garlands 'round her heart.
A groom was he so neat and sure
his dreams like arrows in the bow.
When life began to deal the cards
their hands were played in age-old games.
And then their dreams were cast aside
to house each day's reality.
But dreams must stay, they give us hope
and raise us up from lives that cope.
So `fair and sweet,' `neat and sure,'
bride and groom of years gone by
Save the dreams, dream them still!
'Til you can find a way.