I look at you for the first time and your smile
Is the only thing I remember from this tasteless night
You seem to good to be true
I look at you, you're dressed in white and you're walking
At your father's arm and the church is crowed with happy people
It really seems to good to be true
I look at you everyday now in the morning your angel face
As I wake up and you're still sleeping
I think again, to good to be true
I look at you're screaming, I can see the pain on your face
As you giving birth to the third of us
I seems again to good to be true
I look at you and see your back, it's the last thing I will ever see
Walking away, my child at your side
I knew it was, to good to be true
