Each night I meant to say I missed
her through the day but I'll forget it
I never said it
I passed the flower shop
and Lord knows I meant to stop but I said tomorrow
perhaps tomorrow
tomorrow there'll be time
there'll always be another spring
time to hear her laugh the rain
time to give her everything
oh my Angelica
there's so much you never knew
so much I always meant to say
and do
for you for you for you oh Angelica
the cold ones came and then I spoke her
name and held her near me she couldn't
hear me the shadow had been cast too
many springs I've asked for Angelica
sweet Angelica now in my silent room
I tend the flowers that I find as they
slowly fade and die watered by the
tears I cry for my Angelica my Angelica