A whistle upon the lips of a loved one How I wish I were that whistle I can't be Juliet but Romeo can be my love Sneak over to me I'll be the cinderella and have the attitude of an ugly step sister I won't be too strong when I'm asked to be weak I won't be too meek as I'm asked for my confidence I wan the sun to beam down on the palm of our hands as we star gaze in pure daylight Enter my dreams and don't say a word With closed eyes, just listen I can't be Juliet, Romeo, but climb up the wall of my bed chambers and confess true love to me Oh sweet, prince charming, don't make me work too hard