Organ music softly playing Sounds of people's whispers saying "She's a pretty bride; you're such a lucky man" I smile and blink the tears away And find the proper words to say While aching with the pain they just can't understand It could have been me Wearing that dress of white It could have been me Holding you close tonight It could have been me Giving your children life Why can't it be me who'll be your wife? Now we're all gathered together You vow your love for worse or better Lift her veil and kiss her with a tender glow Then leading her back up the aisle I try to meet your eyes and smile But all the time my heart is breaking so It could have been me Wearing that dress of white It could have been me Holding you close tonight It could have been me Giving your children life Why can't it be me who'll be your wife? They toast the lovely bride and groom And as you leave the noisy room They say that it's my turn to catch the bride's bouquet And as the crowd goes streaming past And someone says "He's hers at last" I hold my pretty flowers and slowly walk away It could have been me Wearing that dress of white It could have been me Holding you close tonight It could have been me Giving your children life Why can't it be me who'll be your wife?