Beginning Middle End
The Greeting Committee
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?
