One Fine Day

You are the wine,
You are the dove
You are the wedding ring
Sparkling with love.
Tomorrow we'll meet
Up in heaven above.

We'll see the swan
Float on the lake
We'll gather red roses
As Burns' prose discloses
Romantic the hours
Up in heaven above.

Then we will shine
In the name of true love
Hearing the organ play
For the Wings of a Dove
Mendelssohn reigns
Up in heaven above.