She is a happy, happy bride
Who welcomes in her wedding day
As 'happy ever after' rides
On Love's advancing waves.
And how those waves come crashing in;
Come crashing, rolling to the shore
Euphoric on the angel's wings
That promise love and more.
Oh how she loved with love so rare
And danced upon the golden sands,
Where gentle waves kissed ankles, bare,
In Love's own promised land.
But love can scar and love can burn,
It is as weak as it is strong
And, like the tide, a love can turn
To find its voice has gone.
She was a happy, happy bride
With smile as bright as sunshine's gleam,
But 'happy ever after' rides
On such a fragile dream.
And how those dreams fell crashing in;
Fell crashing, smashing to the floor,
All fallen from the angel's wings,
Left bruised and, oh, so sore.
Struck down by Fate's ungainly hand,
This one time happy, happy bride
Left stranded, now, on lonely sands
By Love's retreating tide.