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