Mickey Newbury - "Angeline" lyrics

Yesterday's newspaper
Forecast no rain for today
Ah but yesterdays new is old news
The skies are all grey

Winter is in labor
And soon will give birth to the Spring
Sprinkle the meadow with flowers
For my Angeline

Heartache and sorrow
And sadness unendingly find
Wings on her memory
And with them she flies to my mind

She opened her eyes
Lord the moment my feet
Touched the floor
And the cold hardwood creaks
With each new step
That I make to the door

Yes she opened her eyes Lord
The minute my feet touched the floor
The cold hardwood creaked
With each step that I made to the door

Well I turned to her gently
And said hun just look its Spring
Knowing outside the window
The Winter looked for Angeline

Ah but yesterdays newspaper
Forecast no rain for today...