Wedding Dress – Caedmon’s Call – letras

If you could love me as a wifeand for my wedding gift, your lifeShould that be all Id ever needor is there more Im looking forand should I read between the linesand look for blessings in disguiseTo make me handsome, rich, and wiseIs that really what you wantI am a whore I do confessBut I put you on just like a wedding dressand I run down the aisleand I run down the aisleIm a prodigal with no way homebut I put you on just like a ring of goldand I run down the aisle to youSo could you love this bastard childThough I dont trust you to provideWith one hand in a pot of goldand with the other in your sideI am so easily satisfiedby the call of lovers so less wildThat I would take a little cashOver your very flesh and bloodBecause money cannot buya husbands jealous eyeWhen you have knowingly deceived his wife