Dear

 
Although we are moody bitches
our love is such a tender thing
independent of worldly riches
or hardship that life can bring

Yes we cast a spell on each other
and no one can break those ties
I'm your father you my mother
and we never tell each other lies

Our pact is playful and teasing
jealousy doesn't stand a chance
so powerful and still increasing
this our lovely lasting romance

I thank my God above every day
for guiding you into my lonely life
I will keep the promises I made
the day that you became my wife