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