When you're a wedding singer
You're not the star of the night
The spotlight's not on you
Your place is to the side
But you get to be an observer
You get to see what others don't
That it's in these very moments
We appear as most alone
You stand there by the entrance
In the back, behind the pews
From the trees in the churchyard
A song is sung for you
Roo-coo-coo-coo-coo
The mourning doves croon
The heart is not a question
That there's an answer to
As you set up your equipment
Later at the reception
You listen to the speeches
Other people's life lessons
All the human longing
All its inherent contradictions
Love is brutally simple
It's either there or it isn't
And we don't notice till the other
Forgets the lyrics to a tune
That we've never practiced
But somehow always knew
Roo-coo-coo-coo-coo
What else can we do?
Then hope that what I'm feeling
Is what you're feeling too
That this means farewell
To all farewells
That the love we have can defy
Gravity itself
