I'm tired of writing 4 page letters; God has got to let you
out of heaven tonight
I was wondering whether we could have a red candlelight
dinner
Just you and me
No cameras, no extravagance, no fuss
This ever growing bond, nothing can come between us
I feel like Romeo when he first met Juliet
It’s not fair that the good die young and you were among
those on flight
Scattered and breaking into pieces
If you hadn’t taken that plane, who knows? What destiny
could have had in stores?
Soo angelic and heavenly
In my mind, in another life, you were my wife
And you wore a white dress with white swans dancing in the
ponds
White limousines parked outside, white pebbles and white
pearls spread across everywhere
Pure, perfect and precious
America misses you and the world is asking about you
Your voice soo touching, blooming and beautiful
Baby girl, it’s your birthday and I’m infatuated with
caressing you poetically
Softly & romantically, smoothly and calmly
You’re more than a woman, more than an artist, more than
immaculate
Let’s leave heaven, dress up, I want to show you, your
present
It’s a shame on mother earth, you’re not present
Your fans, friends and family all anguished over there
You’re standing over there and I don’t know what to tell ya
My eyes go in lust, you look lush, luxurious
Voluptuous and scrumptious
Seeing you is a fetching luxury
A girl like you is one in a million
We salsa dance by the Susquehanna
Back and forth
We need a resolution before you go back to your heavenly
home
It’s been lovely, your lovable, my lover that loves to be
loving
Queen of damned, Aaliyah disappears
Like Trish and Han, Romeo must die
