She's got her dress, she's got her ring
And a little baby growing somewhere deep within
Her heart is nearly breaking from all the talk around
If she could she'd run away from this empty little town
She knows that he is good but not nearly good enough
Not since she found the list and wished she'd never picked it up
Her friends said she was lucky, now she knows just what they mean
Since tuesday she just stays inside
Singing 'let it be'
And the clock never stops
Sunshine or rain
And the day never ends
It just comes around again
She's got her dress, she's got her ring
Now everyone agrees, she's got the real thing
But hope will drive her crazy and she never will admit
That after all is said and done
She's making a big mistake
She's making a
Big mistake