Well I have loved
With touching jealousy
You would have felt it
If you’d have chosen me

But I fell in love
With Faye Dunaway
I heard Marlon Brando
Made you feel the same way

Well I have loved
With violent certainty
Faye had already left
She never got to see

Well your image is my wine glass
And your mind is my wine
And all that we encounter
We interpret as a sign