| Song | Our Love Was |
| Artist | The Who |
| Album | Thirty Years Of Maximum R&B |
| 作曲 : John Entwistle & Keith Moon & Pete Townshend & Unknown & Unknown | |
| 作词 : Townshend | |
| Our love was ... | |
| Our love was famine, frustration | |
| We only acted out an imitation | |
| Of what real love should have been | |
| Then suddenly ... | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning | |
| Flying, soaring | |
| Shining morning | |
| Never leaving | |
| Lying, dying | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning | |
| Our love was famine, frustration | |
| We only acted out an imitation | |
| Of what real love should have been | |
| And then suddenly ... | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning |
| zuò qǔ : John Entwistle Keith Moon Pete Townshend Unknown Unknown | |
| zuò cí : Townshend | |
| Our love was ... | |
| Our love was famine, frustration | |
| We only acted out an imitation | |
| Of what real love should have been | |
| Then suddenly ... | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning | |
| Flying, soaring | |
| Shining morning | |
| Never leaving | |
| Lying, dying | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Love love love long | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning | |
| Our love was famine, frustration | |
| We only acted out an imitation | |
| Of what real love should have been | |
| And then suddenly ... | |
| Our love was flying | |
| Our love was soaring | |
| Our love was shining | |
| Like a summer morning |