Something about this act
Reminds me of Romeo and Juliet
It also reminds me of
How little you use your imagination
Instead of laughing
you make life the most impossible thing ever
It'll end up tragicomic
And then melancholic
And nostalgic
Which is the pestilence of those
Who want to say something new
But Romeo
Will never wake up from his dream
Standing on the balcony
Romeo
When Juliet is going home with someone else
What good is waiting
For someone who flew past you long ago
I'm sure that she knew
Every tone in your melody
What good are your songs
If they don't have more to give
Signor Solo Mio
You are trapped in a masquerade
W. C. Fields
Would have demanded a whisky
And a clear disclaimer
But Romeo
Will never wake up from his dream
Standing on the balcony
Romeo
When Juliet is going home with someone else
Something about this act
Reminds me of Romeo and Juliet
If it wasn't for the feeling
That someone wasn't there
You are running around alone
Rhyming absolutely horrendously
There's no help to get
When the prompter is on vacation
So count to ten
And if she isn't waiting behind the scenes
It's probably over
But Romeo
Will never wake up from his dream
Standing on the balcony
Romeo
When Juliet is going home with someone else