Our status says that we cannot be together.
It forbids it, you are dirty and I am clean.
You are black and I am white,
You are darkness and I am light.
You are a servant while I am your master.
You are a girl and I am a boy.
You are so beautiful, yet so forbidden…
I want to hold you, and to have you,
I wish you were mine, mine forever,
I would love and cherish you for all of eternity.
I will find a way to break down the barrier between us!
I need you for you complete me,
You are the other half to my soul.
You have bewitched me body and soul.
I must have you, I need to have you, and I will have you,
I will have you, I need you,
I will have you…I can’t have you.
Damn the status, damn our differences,
Damn my family, to say I must marry within the status.
Damn, I need you so bad, I ache for you.
We were enemies, but only because of the status,
We could have been friends, or more than friends.
I want to prove that I don’t need the status.
I will get you, I want you and I will get you,
You will be mine.