the way you love   have you got a name for it   cause i don't understand it   language is an annoying necessity   and i depend on the regular things   got a list tattooed on my memory    if how our tryst should unfold      i'm falling for the opposite what good is it   write the map with no key attached   my heart's enlarged and i charge      what do you say    to a dream that won't go away   cos i don't know if can stand it   forever isn't something you want to be   and i rely of familiar things    seven days all have special meanings   but you just call it a week      the night is young   and the moon is mother to both of us   we both understand this   marriage is an old and tired religion   and i love all the traditional things   domestic bliss and all that shit   confusion is a definate direction