I am a whore I do confess
But I put You on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle.
I'm a prodigal with no way home
But I put You on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle.
I run down the aisle to You.
- Wedding Dress, Derek Webb
Such words do not require me to say anything more.
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