

The White DressThe White Dress Waiting Waiting she was in her long white dress Waiting for her prince to comeThe White Dress
Waiting to get away from her unforgiving past He would come soon He would never leave her again
So there she waited Days Months Years past Still she waited in her white dress
Waiting for her prince to come She grew old She grew gray Still she waited Her white dress fading Ripping Fiber by fiber leaving Still she waited Waited There was no d
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Let there be a record of your gorgeous voice
The turn of phrase that filled my days with joy
Something like Bing singing soft and low
As you turn to go
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