Museum of Love

Gone with the wild wind
Like it was a dream
Preserved now for all to see
Like nothing you've ever seen
Right this way
To the museum of love
Right away
You've gotta see it
It's love
This is right here where he stood
When he wrote the sacred words
And he made a holy vow
These are the drawings and his library card
And this is the cow
See it all
In the hall of sadness
Please don't miss
The exhibit of madness

As legend would have it
He had this nasty habit
Of a longing that was wronging himself
But still he would persist
In fact he would insist
That there was nothing nobody could do to help
He really loved her
He really did
And his love went round and round
Love went round and round
And though he tried to, keep it hid
He had lost what he had found
He had lost what he had found

Now all is preserved
For all to observe
But please don't touch
It's an inspiration to think
Or try to believe
That someone could love someone that much
So now we declare it
A new holiday
For lovers everywhere
For each and everyone
To have his own share
He would have wanted it that way
Right this way
To the museum of love
Right away
You've gotta see it
It's love