Museum Of Love – Daniel Johnston – letras

Gone with the wild windLike it was a dreamPreserved now for all to seeLike nothing you’ve ever seenRight this wayTo the Museum of LoveRight this wayYou’ve got to see ’emIt’s love love loveThis is right here where he stoodWhen he wrote those sacred wordsAnd he made a holy vowAnd these are the drawings and his library cardAnd this is the cowSee it allIn the Hall of SadnessPlease don’t missThe Exhibit of MadnessAs legend would have itHe had this nasty habitOf a longing that was wronging himselfBut still he would persistIn fact he would insistThat there was nothing nobody could do to helpHe really loved herHe really didAnd his love went ’round and ’roundAnd though he tried to keep it hidHe had lost what he had foundHe had lost what he had foundNow all this pain preserved for all to observeBut please don’t touchIt’s an inspiration to think or try to believeThat someone could love someone that muchSo now we declare a new holiday for lovers everywhereFor each and every one to have their own shareHe would have liked it that wayRight this wayTo the Museum of LoveRight this wayYou’ve got to see ’emIt’s love love love