Beginning Middle End - The Greeting Committee, Austin Fraser

Sometimes, you get what you’ve always been wishing for

And most times, it’s not on your deadline, 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?