When Love Is in the Air - Randy Newman

of South Bend peasants: When love is in the air

It may strike swiftly

Like a bolt out of the blue

One never knows whom it might fall on

Maybe me, maybe you

Maybe me, maybe you …

Faust: I love you

Those words sound strange in my ear

I’ve never said them before to anyone

I love you

Now I know I’ll always love you

That must sound crazy to you

But girl, I love you

If you knew how lonely I have been

How cold and how lonely my life has been

I need the warm touch

Of someone who loves me like I love you

I love you and I don’t know your name

Margaret (speaking): It’s Margaret.

Faust: Margaret, do you love me?

Margaret: No

Faust: What was that?

Margaret: No

Faust: What was that you just said?

Margaret: No, I don’t love you

I don’t know you

I don’t love you

Faust: You little bitch

You whore

The first person I ever love and they don’t love me?

Unbelievable!

Forgive me, I didn’t know what I was saying

South Bend Forgive him

from above: Forgive him

Margaret: I forgive you

South Bend When love is in the air

It may strike swiftly

Like a bolt out of the blue

One never knows whom it might fall on

Maybe me, maybe me maybe you, maybe you

Maybe you