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."

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...