Sometimes, you get what you've always been wishing for And most times, it's not on your deadline, but that's alright I was worn out and jaded from trying on people to love But you fit so well When they ask why I can never explain But a symphony played when you told me your name And I took that as a sign Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be mine? Mmm, mmm Sometimes, it's hard to see what the future holds And most times, it feels like a steep climb, and that's alright There's magic in details, the tender small gestures of love And the way they all add up When they ask why I can never explain But a symphony played when you told me your name And it sounded like a sign Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? Will you be mine? Five years later and I'm still yours Ten years later and I'm still yours Fifty years later and I'm still your beginning and middle and end Five years later and I'm still yours Ten years later and I'm still yours Fifty years later, and I'm still your beginning and middle and end Beginning and middle and end (oh) Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? (Oh) Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? (Oh) Will you be my beginning, my middle, my end? (Oh) Will you be mine?
