The Dream Of Evan And Chan

The Postal Service

it was familiar to me

the smoke too thick to breathe

the tile floors glistened

i slowly stirred my drink

and when you started to sing

you spoke with broken speech

that i could not understand

and then you grabbed me tightly

i wont let go (x 3)

even if you say so, oh no

i've tried and tried with no results

i wont let go (x2)

he then played every song from 1993

the crowd applauded as he coutseyed bashfully

your eyelashes tickled my neck

with every nervous blink

and it was perfect

and it was perfect until the telephone started ringing ringing ringing ringing off

ringing ringing ringing ringing off

ringing ringing ringing ringing off

ringing ringing ringing ringing off

ringing ringing ringing ringing off

ringing ringing ringing ringing off