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.