Our Love

Richard Wagner's letters to his lover Mathilde were a mess He should have quit before he had written the address They made love on the mezzanine her husband was his friend Vienna in a fugue-state workin' on a thing That when he finished it took almost seven hours to sing He still found time to write to her his heart-exploding words Our love surpa*sed, our love so fast Our love's all wrong, our love goes on and on Our love became, our love by name When I wrote it to you in a song Our love goes on and on Our love, our love Kafka in his letters to his lover Milena was alive But he was waiting for a love that never would arrive Their rendezvous was singular her husband was his friend She is a livin' fire she is a reason to live She is killin' me burning only for him I'll spend my whole life lovin' her my heart exploding words Our love surpa*sed, our love so fast Our love's all wrong, our love goes on and on Our love became our love by name When I wrote it to you in a song Our love goes on and on Our love, our love, our love, our love Our love surpa*sed, our love so fast Our love's all wrong, our love goes on and on Our love became our love by name When I wrote it to you in a song Our love goes on and on, our love, our love Our love, our love, our love, our love, our love, our love