I gave you my hand and you told me that you’d never let it go. 
So I said you’re the one I want to make a home with. 
And maybe one day I’ll bear your children, and maybe we’ll have a son and daughter and we’ll name them after us. 
And I’m kissing you.

You gave me your word and said you loved me, and that you’d never let me go. 
So I said if we find that the world ends tomorrow, I would be content knowing that your lips were the last that I touched with my own. 
And I’m kissing you.