God Help the Man

I'm a lot to handle
I have my moods.
Can't find my happy place
Or my left shoe.
Sometimes I feel like my life's falling apart.

I've liked plenty of boys
These last eighteen years.
Not a single kiss
And countless tears.
It all can wear and tear on a young girl's heart.

Tonight I can't help
Thinking about
My future family,
My future spouse.
I fold my hands but I don't know what to say.

I imagine the man
Who I'll fall for
Then I look at me
At what he's got in store
And honestly all I can think to pray:

Is God help the man
Who steals this little heart
He'll have no idea
What he's about to start.
Hopefully he'll just sit back and enjoy the ride.

I can be a brat
Who thinks she's always right
And will apologize
Through tears that night.
Let him be patient as I snuggle by his side.

Between bad morning breath
And stinky feet
There's stealing all the hot water
As well as the sheets.
I know that won't be what he bargained for.

Lord, I'm not perfect
But he'll love me
And when he looks in my eyes
I know he'll see
There won't be a woman who's ever loved him more.

It's finally here
The day I've dreamed of.
I'm finally married
To the man I love.
The man I prayed for when I was just a girl.

This dress I'm wearing
Took so long to find
At the shop all day
Couldn't make up my mind.
But today I have no problem in the world.

I hear glasses clink
And kiss the love of my life.
I'm so incredibly lucky
To be called his wife.
I feel so alive in every single way.

My daddy stands
As if to toast
He thanks the Father, Son,
And the Holy Ghost.
He closes his eyes as he begins to pray.

God help the man
Who stole my daughter's heart
Bless them and the life
They're about to start.
They will need all the help you can give.

There will be times of struggle
Times of tears.
Probably more than once
Throughout the years.
They might forget that life's a joy to live.

They will make mistakes.
Not one but both
They might grow apart
Thinking there's no hope.
But you and I both know that's not the truth.

No one's perfect
Neither of them are.
But with a love like theirs
I know they'll go far.
Help them keep that love as they grow out of their youth.

He says "amen"
We all do too.
Then the chatter starts
As we bring out the food.
Looking around, I catch my mama's eyes.

I sit down with her
Tell her about the night
That I spent praying
For Mr. Right.
That's when my mama really starts to cry.

She tells me about all those nights
She spent by my side
Hoping to my husband
God would be my guide.
All my life, she'd prayed for someone else's son.

All these years she prayed
That he would be
A man that loved, respected,
And cherished me.
Through her tears she tells me I found the one.

It's 2am
My girl's sixteen
I smile as I watch
My sleeping drama queen.
And what my mama felt, I feel.

I have so many dreams
For my sweet girl
One's for the man by her side
As she conquers the world.
By her bed, I'm praying as I kneel.

God help the man
Who steals this little heart.
He has no idea
What he's going to start.
He'd better just sit back and enjoy the ride.

She can be a little brat
She thinks she's always right.
But she'll apologize
Through tears that night.
He'll need all his patience for the one sleeping by his side.

She's got awful morning breath
And stinky feet.
She takes long hot showers
And every inch of the sheet.
He'll find out exactly what he bargained for.

Lord, she's not perfect.
But he'll love her to pieces.
Because he'll look at her
And know that she is
Unlike any woman who's ever loved him before.
God help that man.