The story behind this song
The first time, she was twenty-five and trembling, reading promises off folded paper to a boy in a borrowed tie — promising things she didn't fully understand yet. Now she knows exactly what those words cost, because she's kept them through waiting rooms and hard years and every ordinary morning since.
So this is the second proposal, no ring, no bended knee, just the certainty of a hand that's stopped shaking. For the wife who would say yes again before the question finished — older, grayer, and surer than she has ever been.
Lyrics
This time my hands are still
Twenty-five and terrified
I promised things I didn't understand yet
To a boy in a borrowed tie
And I'd pay it all again
No music, no crowd, just that same old vow
Knowing every flaw, every hard-won year
I'd say yes before the question, dear
Older, grayer, surer than I've ever been
Ask me, husband — I'd marry you again
You've seen me come undone
We kept the promise through the proving
That's how I know it's the one
This yes is a fact
No music, no crowd, just that same old vow
Knowing every flaw, every hard-won year
I'd say yes before the question, dear
Older, grayer, surer than I've ever been
Ask me, husband — I'd marry you again
No ring, no bended knee
Just every morning that I wake up
And choose you, easily
No music, no crowd, just that same old vow
Knowing every flaw, every hard-won year
I'd say yes before the question, dear
Older, grayer, surer than I've ever been
Ask me, husband — I'd marry you again
This time — I do, I do
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