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Tomorrow, you will ask me if I do

Know that the sorrow will drop away

Like June, from a flower in bloom

When you say "I do"

Tomorrow, you will take me for your bride

And know, that the grey skies will blow away

We're forever and I feel it inside

When you say "I do"

When you say "I do"

When you say "I do"

Bat for Lashes - I do