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.