To my first love

Not even death will pull us apart -

behold the gripping of our hearts

make way the trumpets when we die

our souls together high will fly 

but now on earth as it is in heaven

the world is ours -

heed the procession 

white gowns and crowns

to loyalty we bow down

there's no worry to be found -

just white gowns and crowns

and when the sun shall rise

we share the promise in our eyes 

the many blessings in disguise