Feist - One evening

^CmThe e^Gmvening was ^Cmlong, my g^Gmuesses were ^Cmtrue You sa^Gmw me ^Fmsee y^Gmou ^FmThat ^Gmsomething you ^Fmsaid, the t^Gmiming was r^Fmight The ^Gmpleasure was ^Cmmine

^CmThe t^Gmime and the^Cm place, the l^Gmook on your ^Cmface ^GmSincerest of ^Fmeyes

^FmIf you're ^Gmready or n^Fmot, the ^Gmstate of our ^Fmhearts There^Gm's no time to ^Cmtake

^GmWhen we ^Ebstarted ^Abboth brokenhearted ^GmNot be^Eblieving ^AbIt could begin and ^Fmend in one ^Bbevening

^CmWe were c^Gmaught by the ^Cmlight ^GmHeld on to the ^Cmday till i^Gmt became ^Fmours ^{Gm Fm}The ^Gmminutes went ^Fmby, the ^Gmcab is out^Fmside ^GmThere's no ^Cmtime to take ^Gm

When we ^Ebparted, ^Abmoving on ^GmAnd be^Eblieving ^Abit could begin ^Fmand end in one e^Bbvening

^GmWhen we^Eb started ^Abboth brokenhearted ^GmNot be^Eblieving ^AbIt could begin and ^Fmend in one ^Bbevening

^GmWhen we ^Ebparted, ^Abmoving on ^GmAnd bel^Ebieving i^Abt could begin and ^Fmend in one ^Bbevening