Evangeline

It's feeling like a wasted night,

The piano's dead, the drummer's tight

The song's gone cold but no-one seems to mind,

Evangeline I'll try again some time.

I've heard it from a friend or two,

They say they like the things I do,

But friends are seldom more than company,

Evangeline, you're what a friend should be.

Chorus:

Freedom friend you've found me,

Now love is all around me.

Imagine my surprise, imagine my surprise.

The city streets are no place to hide,

And failure loves me like a bride,

But points her finger now to someone new,

So, Evangeline, I'm coming home to you.

Chorus:

It's feeling like a wasted night,

The piano's dead, the drummer's tight,

The song's gone cold, but no-one seems to mind.

Evangeline I'll try again some time.