GIULIETTA:
There is more to love
So much more
Than simply making love --
That's easy
Gazing into eyes
Pretty eyes
Which could be any eyes --
That's crazy
Hands are just hands
A face is just a face...
They come and go --
They're easy to replace...
There is more to love
So much more
Than moon-struck escapades --
That's nothing
There is peace of mind
So much peace
In quiet company --
That's something
Everyone but him
Seems wrong for me...
Every time I feel
There has to be
More...
If I could hear
The music I heard then
I'd never let
It fade away again...
Now each time
Love reaches out to me
I can only feel
There has to be
So much more
To love...
There is more ot love
So much more...