Seventeen summers we walked together,

But now it seems that it's all over.

You were my Juliet,

(Sigh) let's just leave it like that.

Was I your Romeo?

Now I can't really know.

Two paper dolls, hand in hand

I can't really understand

How one was left forsaken

His heart, dropped and broken

Was he destined to live out in the dark?

-To be forlorn, forgotten

And never to be loved again?

One thing's for certain,

Before I ride the midnight carousel,

I would set our love anew.

Because even heaven is hell,

Without you.