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 working 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 surpassed 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 living fire she is a reason to live She is killing me burning only for him I'll spend my whole life loving her my heart exploding words Our love surpassed 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 surpassed 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