Evangeline کے بول

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.