On this she had not bargained
     But she was like some missionary dancing to the beat of some
     man's ancient drum
     And she tries hard to tell this story but it's a hard one to tell
     She consults her book of Miracles
     Cry and the wind says fly on
     Well now you're on your own
     You're back out on the road again for a million reasons
     Well you're back out on the road again
     And you try to tie together some connections
     You get some ribbons and some bows and get back out on the
road      again

     So you found a queen without a king
     Oh yes, and everyone here loved her no one was wrong
     But you're a little bit like her
     You're just a little bit like her
     A little bit like her a little bit like Juliet

     Turn to the blue crystal mirror well as always it is truthful
     Oh, well you see it in the reflection of the real blue lamp
     Well tie the connection get some ribbons and some bows get back
     out on the road
     But when they were good they were really good really good stranger

     So you found a queen without a king
     Oh yes, and everyone here loved her no one was wrong
     You're a little bit like her
     You're just a little bit like her
     A little bit like her a little bit like Juliet

     Let the crisis become a bridge and cross that bridge tomorrow
     Well let the time that goes between, baby
     Well let it let go of the sorrow
     She says the sky is crying he says no, the sky is blue
     He says the sky is not crying he says the sky is blue
     She says the sky is crying he says the sky is blue
     Can you get into that?
     The sky is crying he says no, the sky is blue