Evangeline

Looking back, well I see you

With eyes that shouldn't be so blue

Clearer than the calm before the rain.

So alive it wasn't fair

To live without a single prayer

I loved you and you felt for me the same

So beautiful that words can not define,

Sweeter than the Lord's communion wine.

Evangeine, can't you see I'm sorry?

Can't you hear my tears

ringing through the night?

I wait in Hell between these bedsheets,

and pray to God for morning light.

And winter came and blood ran cold

as ever present sleet and snow

outside obeyed a somber window pane.

And this house would never be our home,

Oh hand in hand we walked alone

I thought the sun

Would never shine again.

And the oldest violin could never whine,

A melody as sorrowful as mine.

Evangeline, can't you see I'm sorry?

Can't you hear my tears

Ringing through the night?

I wait in Hell between these bedsheets

And pray to God for morning light.

And now I've seen your face

A thousand times,

Nightmares running through my mind

It hurts, just to pretend

But the Devil fell, and so have I,

From perfect grace your face to sky

I never thought a love like this would end.

Now your words

They cut right through me like a knife

Well I gave my love

And now I take my life

Evangeline, can't you see I'm sorry?

Can't you hear my tears

Ringing through the night?

I wait in Hell between these bedsheets

And pray to God for morning light.

I wait in Hell between these bedsheets And pray to God for morning light.