The setting of this poem:
Walking on the grass...
Juliet's a little lost;
ad Romeo's a bit confused...
I don't want fancy jewelry,
or big diamond rings...
Would it be okay?
would it be alright...
The way you walk,the way you talk.
It's all much to complicated to explain,but much...
I hate that I love you
Theres too much pain...
When we were together
when we were apart...
I'd like to start this poem off with a question
Cause I don't understand...
I'm missing you tonight
More than ever before...
If the sun rises tomorrow,
I'd tell you over and over again...
Another white wave crashes
And we walk to the beat...
Floating, dead
Cold and numb...