Tekster: Blue Rodeo. Beverley Street.

A crowded room on Beverley
A party for the rent
You were sittin' casually
With a few of your fabulous friends

I asked you what your name was
But you just turned and laughed

Then a little later
I finally caught your eye
Even though you tried so hard
You couldn't hide your smile

I followed you downstairs
And we talked for a long, long, long time

Would you call that love
Who's to say?
I don't know much about love
But you're the best I ever had
Best I ever had

It wasn't long before you changed
Your phone number to mine
You said that you were movin' in
But you needed a little time

So I kept all your messages
Till you made up your mind
Now the rain is fallin' and the clouds are gatherin'
And the sun refuse to shine

Your promises and whispered words
Are forever on my mind
And I'm left here smokin' cigarettes
That you left behind

Would you call that love
Who's to say?
I don't know much about love
But you're the best I ever had
Best I ever had