I don't know why I keep saying
But you're on my mind
Like
twenty-four hours a week
And I don't think that it's ever gonna stop
Your hand in my hand with a ring on our fingers
That proves our love is never dying
And I hope it doesn't (oh,
I hope it doesn't)
Because that would be kind of sad
And I would love you to the end of time
Till death do us part
There's nothing else I'd rather do Me and you together
We go together pretty well (together...)