The story behind this song
She used to marry off the teddy bears — a bedsheet for a veil, dandelions going stale in her fist, her sibling forced to hum the wedding march. They fought over the bathroom mirror for about a thousand years. This morning the curling iron just sat in a shaking hand, blinking back happy tears, and then a squeeze before the doors, the way it went when they were small and scared.
Now the real march is playing and the kid in white is brighter than the whole room. For the sibling who can't quite believe their eyes: look at you, just look at you.
Lyrics
Somebody check on me by the second verse
I swore I wouldn't cry
I swore I wouldn't cry
You married off your teddy bears
With a bedsheet for a veil
Made me hum the wedding march
While the dandelions went stale
With a bedsheet for a veil
Made me hum the wedding march
While the dandelions went stale
Now the real march is playing
And I can't believe my eyes
And I can't believe my eyes
That's my sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
We fought over the bathroom mirror
For about a thousand years
This morning I just held the curling iron
And blinked back happy tears
For about a thousand years
This morning I just held the curling iron
And blinked back happy tears
You squeezed my hand before the doors
Like when we were small and scared
Like when we were small and scared
That's my sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
And hey — you, the one she's marrying —
You're getting the best one of us
Break her heart and I know where you live
But honestly? I think you know what you've got
You're getting the best one of us
Break her heart and I know where you live
But honestly? I think you know what you've got
That's my sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
The kid who stole my sweaters
Standing there in white, lit up brighter than the room
All our growing up walked you down that aisle
Look at you — just look at you —
My sister, the bride
Same little sister, brand new name
Save me the first slow dance
Save me the first slow dance
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