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The Story of Us
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White is the color of the dress I’m wearing
White as the clouds on the day you asked me to marry
White pure as anything, my love for you
Like the fresh falling snow that makes everything new
Like our love covers everything the eye can see
Our love covers everything between you and me
Tonight is the first night of the rest of our lives
A white sheet of paper where we’ll write our story
Write the story of us
Warm is the home that we’ve built together
Warm like the sun from our dear Austrailia
Warm is your hand as it’s holding mine as we
Walk towards the future as husband and wife
As our love covers everything the eye can see
Our Love covers everything between you and me
Tonight is the first night of the rest of our lives
A white sheet of paper where we’ll write our story
Write our story
Write our story
Write the story of us
Of us
Of us
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