Home from work our Juliet   Clears her morning meal   She dabs her skin with pretty smells   Concealing to appeal      I will make my bed   She said, but turned to go   Can she be late for her Cinema show?   Cinema show?      Romeo locks his basement flat   And scurries up the stair   With head held high and floral tie   A weekend millionaire      I will make my bed   With her tonight, he cries   Can he fail   Armed with his chocolate surprise ?      Take a little trip back with Father Tiresias   Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through   I have crossed between the poles   For me there's no mystery      Once a man like the sea I raged   Once a woman like the earth I gave   And there is in fact more earth than sea      Take a little trip back with Father Tiresias   Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through   I have crossed between the poles   For me there's no mystery      Once a man, like the sea I raged   Once a woman, like the earth I gave   And there is in fact more earth than sea