Montague and Capulet
We're like Romeo and Juliet,
Montague and Capulet.
Where's OUR pursuit of happiness?
Give us that and keep the rest.

His gentle words,
The way he laughs,
His smile lights up the room.
If he ever left I don't know what I'd do,
If I'm the sun then he's my moon.

The moon is better than the sun,
He may not be perfect, but he's the one.
The sun shines throughout the day, but it's not so constant,
The clouds could come and take it away at any time they wanted.

That's just the way he works,
He sweeps me off my feet.
I don't know what I'd do without him,
Don't know where I'd be.

The way he brushes the hair from my face,
The way he pulls me into his embrace.
He whispers in my ear, 'To me you are the world.'
He makes me feel as though somewhere, somehow, our story must be told.