Dear Valentine - Guster

As I fall asleep, to black and white TV 
If I float away, in my recurring dream 
Each winter dreams, electricity 
And there are words to say 
And there are songs to sing 
But I can hardly speak at all 
Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time 
Float a mile away, say we'll be OK 
Dear Valentine 

Now quietly we peek across the street 
Perfectly cut, perfectly mean 
But it's not complete, no not at all 
Oh, I'm on my way to a holiday in real time 
Float a mile away, say we'll be OK 
Dear Valentine