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
Dec 9, 2011
Dec 9, 2011 at 1:59 PM UTC
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
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