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...