| Lookin' back, well I see you
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| With eyes that shouldn’t be so blue
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| Clearer than the calm before the rain
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| So alive it wasn’t fair
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| To live without a single care
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| I loved you and you felt for me the same
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| So beautiful that words cannot define
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| Sweeter than the Lord’s communion wine
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| Evangeline, can’t you see I’m sorry?
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| Can’t you hear my tears ringing through the night?
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| I wait in hell between these bedsheets
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| And pray to God for morning light
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| And winter came and blood ran cold
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| As ever-present sleet and snow
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| Outside of a December window pane
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| And this house would never be our home
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| Oh hand-in-hand we walked alone
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| I thought the sun would never shine again
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| And the oldest violin could never whine
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| A melody as sorrowful as mine
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| Evangeline, can’t you see I’m sorry?
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| Can’t you hear my tears ringing through the night?
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| I wait in hell between these bedsheets
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| And pray to God for morning light
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| And now I’ve seen your face a thousand times
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| Nightmares running through my mind
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| It hurts just to pretend
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| But the Devil fell and so have I
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| From perfect grace, your face to sky
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| I never thought a love like this would end
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| Now your words, they cut right through me like a knife
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| Well I gave my love and now I take my life
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| Evangeline, can’t you see I’m sorry?
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| Can’t you hear my tears ringing through the night?
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| I wait in hell between these bedsheets
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| And pray to God for morning light
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| I wait in hell between these bedsheets
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| And pray to God for morning light |