Evelyn sits by the elevator doors.
It`s been 37 years since James died on St. Patrick`s day in 1964.
She could not hold it against him.
There were times there was nothing she could do
But lie in bed all day besides a picture of them together.
picture of better days.
And just like James, I`ll be drinking Irish tonight.
With the memory of this last work week will be gone forever.
Evelyn I`m not coming home tonight!
If we`re never together
If I`m never back again
Well I swear to god that I`ll love you forever
Evelyn, I`m not coming home tonight!
In all the years that went by she said she`d always love him.
And from the day that he died she never loved again.
And in his wallet she kept on her nightstand an AA Card and a lock of red hair.
Kept secrets of pride locked so tight in her heart
Killed part of her before the rest was gone.
She said: "If I would have known just how things would have ended up
I just would have let myself die
And just like James, I`ll be drinking Irish tonight.
With the memory of this last work week will be gone forever.
Evelyn I`m not coming home tonight
If we`re never together
If I`m never back again
Well I swear to god that I`ll love you forever
Evelyn, I`m not coming home tonight