Ingrid Olava
juliet s wishes
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No walls, no chain can keep him to me
He's a Montague, he always will be
My racing heart has made him stay behind
And now he, oh help me please
He's got me pretending I see no finish line
But in the waves there always is
Always is
Take him, and cut him out in little stars
And he shall make the face of heaven so fine
These were Juliet's wishes and now they're mine
Tomorrow a storm's expected to the shore
A gorgeous disaster, still out at sea
I've seen it come in a million times before
Heard the rabbling waves screaming to me
Take him, cut him out in little stars
And he shall make the face of heaven so fine
These were Juliet's wishes and now they're mine