I love her but I'm missing you (part one)

I love her but I'm missing you
me sitting here with the scent of your perfume
missing your voice that use to fill up these empty rooms
but life can't be predict as year pass because I'm walking down this aisle
putting the ring on her finger thinking it was you

I can't stop I can't resist
thinking about the life we predict
As the preacher said now you and your bride may kiss
I looked at the crowd and there was you
you were the bridesmaid I was the groom.
- I love her but I am missing you