A lonely Juliet looking way out yonder the horizon,
longs for a young gentleman to come sweep her off her feet.
One with fire in his eyes and
A strong sturdy arm, but a soft sweet touch.
Is it too big a request? Is she asking too much?
What is this she sees, coming up the road?
A fair young man with eyes all aglow!
He raps on the door, she runs down the stairs.
She flings the door open, he's standing right there!
She jumps into his arms, he laughs; so does she.
She knows with him, she will live happily.
This is the story we all long to be true.
To fall in love and then say "I do".
But this is a fairy tale, and not the real world.
So now I, a lonely Juliet, look out my window and watch the rain pour.
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