Remember the first day when I saw your face

remember the first day when you smiled at me

you stepped to me and you said to me

I was the woman you dreamed about

remember the first day when you called my house

remember the first day when you took me out

we had butterflies although we tried to hide

and we both had a beautiful night

The way we held each others hand

the way we talked the way we laughed

it felt so good to find true love

I knew right then and there you were the one

I know that he loves me cause he told me so

I know that he loves me cause his feelings show

when he stares at me you know that he cares for me

you see how he is so deep in love

I know that he loves me cause its obvious

I know that he loves me cause it’s me he trusts

and he’s missing me if he’s not kissing me

and when he looks at me his brown eyes tells his soul

Remember the first day, the first day we kissed

remember the first day we had an argument

we apologized and then we compromised

and we haven’t argued since

remember the first day we stopped playing games

remember the first day you fell in love with me

it felt so good for you to say those words

cause I felt the same way too

The way we held each others hand

the way we talked the way we laughed

it felt so good to fall in love

and I knew right then and there you were the one

I know that he loves me cause he told me so

I know that he loves me cause his feelings show

when he stares at me you know that he cares for me

you see how he is so deep in love

I know that he loves me cause its obvious

I know that he loves me cause it’s me he trusts

and he’s missing me if he’s not kissing me

and when he looks at me his brown eyes tells his soul

i’m so happy so happy that you’re in my life

and baby now that you’re a part of me

you showed me

showed me the meaning of true love

and i know he loves me

I know that he loves me cause he told me so

I know that he loves me cause his feelings show

when he stares at me you know that he cares for me

you see how he is so deep in love

I know that he loves me cause its obvious

I know that he loves me cause it’s me he trusts

and he’s missing me if he’s not kissing me

and when he looks at me his brown eyes tells his soul

He looks at me and his brown eyes tell his soul

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn’t it ironic… don’t you think

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It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
“Well, isn’t this nice.”
And isn’t it ironic … don’t you think

It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s okay and everything’s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you’re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think…

It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

Laughed heureux dans un tout coeur pleure
Speechless quand j’étais malade, beaucoup de goût sucré. . .
Propres dans le coin quand le coup de sifflet
Ne peut pas se permettre de gérer tous les ancre a atteint le Finnis. . .
Où est la recherche de la venue dimanche. . .