fm Ab Eb
No one, no thing can keep him to me
fm Ab Eb
His a Montague, he always will be
fm Ab Eb
My racing heart has made him stay behind

Eb fm Ab Eb
And how he, oh help me please
fm Ab Eb
He’s got me pretending I see no finish line
fm Ab Eb
But in the end there always is
fm Ab Eb
Always is – nananana

fm – Ab – Eb

fm Eb Ab Bb
Take him, cut him out in little stars
fm Eb
And he shall make
the face of heaven so fine
fm Eb Ab Bb
Theese were – Juliets wishes
fm Eb Bb
and now their mine

Tomorrow a storm’s expected to the shore
gourgeous disaster, still out at sea
I’ve seen it come in a million times before
heard the racon waves screaming to me
to me

Take him, cut him out in little stars and
he shall make the face of heaven so fine
theese were Juliets wishes
and now their mine