Romeo+Juleit-The Tragedy

The quiet loving of her finesse touch

and the look in her eyes,

says she can’t get enough.

Her porcelain face

is perfection to the T;

still pictures of grace.

(I’d buy them up if I could)

Remember those nights we’d spend

haunting that dive bar,

intelligently drunken conversations

of life and love.

But don’t you know

I’d trade them all away

just to know what was behind

that sad smile.

If I were king,

would you be my queen?

‘Cause I’d give up forever

just to see your smile

…for one more second.

And I’d search forever

just to find the ground

deserving of your feet.

(Cause you know)

We can fly away,

plead like angels

and speak in silver tongue sonnets.

So take my hand

and say you’ll be mine.