It's easy to joke about wounds that have never existed.
She's talking!, But saying nothing... so what, her eyes are talking, I must answer them. No I'm too bold, shes not talking to me. Oh her eyes twinkle.
Wait, that's Juliet, what is she doing here?, whatever. Oh isn't she beautiful, don't let useless nonexistent things hold you back. Oh I wish she knew how much I loved her.
She's like a star, twinkling in the night, its as if she's stolen the light from the sun itself, with her warm glowing eyes. Oh if only I could be a glove on her hand, warming her and touching her cheek.
Look she's talking, Speak again, love of my life, oh I need more chances to hear your beautiful voice, You're like an angel in the night shining oh so bright.
Romeo, why do you have to be from the other side, please give up your title and I will leave mine, and then we can be together, united in love.
Its only your name that's an enemy of mine, no matter what your name is you'd still yourself, why must our heritage define who we are, that name is nothing more than a fake title, useless when representing who we really are. Just lose your name, it won't change you
Should I wait or speak up
I believe you, just call me your love, and I won't care, I will never be Romeo again