When I met you I was broken In your care I was made complete With your soft-spoken nature You returned my joy to me Slow to speak and slow to anger Grace to others on your lips Your songs a soothing teardrop Your bashful when it slips Our words can paint the picture, but a song can cloth a life So I’ll shower you with melody, proudly singing, proudly singing Well, you’re my wife You’re my guts and you’re my gusto You’re my heart and you’re my home Now to sing with you is a pleasure May our story be our song We say goodbye to days of longing Farewell to nights alone Just forgive my early mornings So that we can get along Our words can paint the picture, but a song can cloth a life So I’ll shower you with melody, proudly singing, proudly singing Well, you’re my wife You’re my wife