she's just like the last tide
ebbing from the beach
like the end of a rainbow
beautiful & out of reach
she's just like a fragrance
floating in the air
you're aching to touch her
she either doesn't notice or doesn't care
but she can't be your bride
even if you find the words
and somehow catch her ear
even if you find the look
and somehow catch her eye
even if you find a place & take her there
and tell your hearts desires
even if you hold her close & kiss her mouth
and burn in that fire
she can't be your bride
she can't be your bride
she can love you
but she can't be your bride
silly girl...
did you think you could love who you want?
were you foolish enough to follow your heart?
whoever said true love is blind
must have been blind
she can't be your bride
the world just won't understand
