I wrote this song for my wife, Dianne. She's the most beautiful woman in the world.
This song began before I met Dianne. I wrote the first two verses in my teens. My love for her, is fantasy become reality. The song results from this love.
Middle-aged Love Song
If I were Romeo and you were Juliet,
Would our love be one no one could forget, my Juliet?
I guess I’ll never know, but I still wonder yet,
How you’ve loved me since the time we met, my Juliet.
Not earth-shaking news,
But I love you; Yes, I love you.
If I were Lancelot and you were Guinevere,
I’d slay your dragons, never fear, sweet Guinevere!
But it’s not Camelot, nor time-forgotten years,
It’s not anywhere but here, sweet Guinevere.
After all these years; I still love you.
If I were Orpheus and you Eurydice,
I’d pipe the depths to bring your love back up to me.
But not in hell or at the bottom of the sea,
It’s day-by-day you’re walking there with me, Eurydice,
And if no one sees; Hey, I still love you.
So at the end of things, I’m still just plain old Cam,
And you’re my beautiful Dianne, yeah, my Dianne:
Reality gets wrinkles, but fantasies don’t stand.
I count myself a lucky man, a lucky man.
Hey, my Dianne; Yeah, I love you.