All this talk of what has come The history books have left it out Never mentions finding love And all the facts they don't own So maybe we should call the prince and press alright Tell them to rewrite those books for the lovers' rights For the lovers' rights. Well hearts now drawn on caveman walls But the names of love burnt in them all And soldiers in the history books Were homesick once and missed their loves So maybe me and you should call that press today And tell them to rewrite history for the lovers' sake For the lovers' sake