evelyn sits by the elevator doors
  it's been 37 years since james dies on st. patrick's day in 1964
  but she could not hold it against him
  there were times when there was nothing she could do but lie in bed all day beside a picture of them together
  a picture of better days
    and just like james, i'll be drinking irish tonight
  and the memory of his last work week wil 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
    in his wallet she kept in her nightstand an a.a. card and a lock of red hair
  she kept secrets of pride locked so tight in her heart
  it killed a 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."
    Thanks to ezeikielka (elkafrog@hotmail.com) for these lyrics