Home from work our juliet

Clears her morning meal

She dabs her skin with pretty smells

Concealing to appeal

I will make my bed

She said but turned to go

Can she be late for her cinema show cinema show

Romeo locks his basement flat

And scurries up the stair

With head held high and floral tie

A weekend millionaire

I will make my bed

With her tonight he cries

Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise

Take a little trip back with father tiresias

Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through

I have crossed between the poles for me theres no mystery

Once a man like the sea I raged

Once a woman like the earth I gave

But there is in fact more earth than sea more earth than sea

Take a little trip back with father tiresias

Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through

I have crossed between the poles for me theres no mystery

Once a man like the sea I raged

Once a woman like the earth I gave

But there is in fact more earth than sea