Hearing you in my sleep
Feeling you your cadence seeps
Whispering in flashback the spectres of your memories
Fall in glistening showers such a tender descent
Intones this haunting lament
The sweetest chill
Fearing you but calling your name
Icy breath encases my skin
Fingers like a fountain of needles
Shiver along my spine
And rain down so divine
The sweetest chill
A drowning so sublime spins in a heavenly climb
Calling you tears thaw my sleep
Wanting you this hoary web is weaved
From this strange confusion
Grows a perverse communication
It enthralls me and coils me around
The sweetest chill
Enchantment ebbs and whirls the sweetest chill
Enchantment ebbs and whirls oh the thrill
The sweetest chillWritten by Phil Spector, Ellie Greenwich and Jeff Barry
From Four Weddings and a Funeral soundtrack
Spring is here, the sky is blue
Birds will sing as if they knew
Today's the day, we'll say "I do"
And we'll never be lonely any more
Because we're going to the chapel
And we're gonna to get married
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Gee I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love
Bells will ring, the sun will shine
I will be hers, and she'll be mine
We'll love until the end of time
And we'll never be lonely any more