Dear Valentine

As I fall asleep
To black and white TV
[Incomprehensible] away
In my recurring dreamEach winter dreams
Electricity
There are words to say
And there are songs to singBut I can hardly speak at allOh, I'm on my way
To a holiday
In real timeFloat a mile away
Say we'll be okay
Dear ValentineNow quietly
Peek across the street
Perfectly cut
Perfectly meanBut it's not complete
No, not at allOh, I'm on my way
To a holiday
In real timeFloat a mile away
Say we'll be okay
Dear Valentine