Each night I meant to say, I missed her through
the day but I'd forget it I never said it.
I passed the flower shop, Lord knows, I meant to stop.
But I'd say, tomorrow perhaps tomorrow.
Tomorrow there'd be time, there'd always be another
spring time to make her laughter ring.
Time to give her everything.
Oh, my, Angelica, my Angelica there's so much you never
knew so much I always meant to say and do, for you, for you
Angelica.
#2.
But then the cold winds came and when I spoke her name
and hold her near me she couldn't hear me.
The shadow had been cast, too many springs had passed,
for Angelica, sweet Angelica.
#3.
Now, in my solitude I tend the flowers that I buy, as they slowly
fade and die watered by the tears I cry for my Angelica, my Angelica.
There's so much you never knew, so much I always meant to say
and do, for you, for you.
Angelica Angelica Angelica Angelica (Fade.)