I see him, my groom, Waiting for me. White dress, Fairytale come to life.
I see him, my groom, Waiting for me. White dress, Fairytale come to life.
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
Not wild one, just a mild one
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