That dark blue tear
You left me outside on
That very special night out
In the rain out in the
Storm now I am all wet
When you said you were coming
I am crying in this cold
Rain with
That dark blue tear
Sitting on a chair that says
Father of the bride
Out in this pouring rain in this
Pretty wedding dress
Cyring saying why did you leave
Me on our special night
Well all I can do is Cry
That dark blue tear
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