Evangeline - Turnpike Troubadours

Lookin' 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 care

I loved you and you felt for me the same

So beautiful that words cannot define

Sweeter than the Lord’s communion wine

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 winter came and blood ran cold

As ever-present sleet and snow

Outside of a December 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