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He was IT, she worked in accounting
His cubicle was down the hall
Sometimes they ran into each other
At the water cooler or the elevator
He knew she blogged on cinema verite
She knew he had a rescue dog
He knew she liked the time before sunrise
For 8 weeks that's as far as they got
Til he summoned the guts and worked up the courage
And invited her out on a date
And while she liked him a lot it was totally awkward
But they made arrangements for saturday
But his subway got stuck and she was about to leave the cafe
It was a total disaster, it was a perfect date

Well by this time his flowers were wilted
And they bumped noses when they tried to hug
He spilled his wine all over the waitress
And a second time when he filled her cup
After the meal they went to the movies
The film had been widely discussed
But there were a lot more sex scenes than one would have thought
Thank god it was dark cause they both blushed
And fiddled with their popcorn and waited for the credits to wane
It was a total disaster, it was a perfect date

After the film they walked down the river
He got shy cause he liked her
Went for a punch line and poorly delivered
He knew the joke but he lost his nerve
She kicked herself when she couldnt stop talking
About the meaning of meaninglessness
He nodded yes although she had lost him
Stepped on her foot as he gave her a kiss
And maybe they werent a vision of grace
But there was something between them that showed
And if you'd seen them that day, you would have picked up
On the inception of love and you would have known
That they couldnt mess it up cause it plainly was the work of fate
It was a total disaster, it was a perfect date

And maybe her cardigan didnt get the memo that the eighties had been over for a while maybe he fell a little short of cassanova but he paid her compliments and made her smile like two pieces of a puzzle put together from above
There's no earthly way to judge when it comes to the mystery of love