Written by Stevie Nicks.
  
  
   It was way too hard it was way too tough
   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