| I was dreaming of a springtime banquet
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| All the tables were covered in linens of white
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| Linens of white
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| Silver lights hung from magnolias
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| Every hand held a glass, like bells they chimed
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| Bells they chimed
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| How they loved with good intentions
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| Vows too sacred to break apart
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| In my mind they failed to mention
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| They could have a change of heart
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| Like china and wine, everything is fine
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| Like china and wine, they were fine
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| I remember walking over boxes
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| Reading cards from their anniversaries, anniversaries
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| Fourteen and I didn’t want to choose one
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| But they both had a house and a room for me
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| They made for me
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| How they loved with good intentions
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| I couldn’t see them falling apart
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| In my mind that never forgave them
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| Now I’ve had a change of heart
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| Like china and wine, everything is fine
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| Like china and wine, I was fine
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| Now I’m standing at the end of a long aisle
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| A good man at the other end waiting for me, made for me
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| The music plays and the veil is lifted
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| It can take forever to finally see what is meant to be
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| I’m gonna love him with good intentions
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| Whether or not it falls apart
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| Love is fragile, but it won’t break
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| As long as you love with all your heart
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| Like china and wine, everything is fine
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| Like china and wine, we’ll be fine
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| Like china and wine, everything is fine
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| Like china and wine, I’ll be fine |