Like Bogart and Bacall
the romance becomes a legend
You reached out to wipe the tears away
I utter an old cliche

And we dance away… a storybook ending
And we dance away… a storybook ending

And there we were in the moonlight
on a medieval evening
We embraced in our innocence
not knowing things are never as they seem to be

Like Romeo and Juliet
the romance becomes a legend
And when they tried to crush the roses
they could not crush the spirit