Juliet's Wishes

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 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