Soap

I can feel her warmth
I can smell her soap
Feel the shape of her body as I pull her in close
You look like an angel
But it's hard to tell
If I made it to Heaven or if I made it to Hell
I think of you at our wedding, wearing nothing but white
The sun is shining through the stained-glass
Bathing you in this light
You don't need me right now
But you know I can wait
It feels like a lifetime since I've seen your face
Will I ever be the first choice in anybody's game?
Will I ever be the first one, not someone else's shame?
Will I ever be the first choice in someone else's game?