Ghost of Juliet

What spirit is this that steals my sleep And haunts me from the past? 'Tis a phantom of a tragedy That her mournful shadow casts A restless soul that invades my dreams While walking to and fro She bids that I should come to her And be her Romeo She wanders through my bedroom door When I am fast asleep Awakened by her cries for help As I listen to her weep This ghost I fear has evil intent Though, I cannot see her face She casts her spell upon my heart And will not leave this place I cannot be her Romeo For he sleeps in days done spent I dare not go where she wants me too, Where he's already went This apparition calls to me As I try to resist her voice Alas, I feel I'm growing weaker And soon I'll have no choice Though she beckons me to go with her I dare not surrender yet I'm cursed to be a tortured soul By the ghost of Juliet