Na Hora H

Right at the right time in front of the altar
She sees me and tells him no
The priest insists on asking
If there is anyone to complain
Speak before this union
I tried to hold on, but I couldn't take it
When I looked at her
Your priest there on that altar is me
Who should be holding her hand

He stole my life my scene
My ending I didn't know about her
Like a radio without a signal
Leaning out the window
Confessing to the dawn that my life is her

He stole my life my scene
My ending I didn't know about her
Like a radio without a signal
Leaning out the window
Confessing to the dawn that my life is her