When I met you I was broken
In your care I was made complete
With your soft-spoken nature
You returned my joy to me
Slow to speak and slow to anger
Grace to others on your lips
Your songs a soothing teardrop
Your bashful when it slips

Our words can paint the picture, but a song can cloth a life
So I’ll shower you with melody, proudly singing, proudly singing
Well, you’re my wife

You’re my guts and you’re my gusto
You’re my heart and you’re my home
Now to sing with you is a pleasure
May our story be our song
We say goodbye to days of longing
Farewell to nights alone
Just forgive my early mornings
So that we can get along

Our words can paint the picture, but a song can cloth a life
So I’ll shower you with melody, proudly singing, proudly singing
Well, you’re my wife

You’re my wife