Husband and wife,
that’s what we are.
You were my wish
on a falling star.
Well, here we’ve made it,
so many years through.
And it’s all because
I chose to marry you.
9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
He's like the lightning in the sky each time I feel it near. The beauty of its pretty color sinks beneath my fear.
Husband and wife,
that’s what we are.
You were my wish
on a falling star.
Well, here we’ve made it,
so many years through.
And it’s all because
I chose to marry you.
9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)