She's fair and she is quiet, Lord,
She made me love the morning,
The New York streets are busy
as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
The first things that she took from me
were selfishness and sleep
She broke a thousand heirlooms
I was never meant to keep
She filled my life with color,
canceled plans, and trashed my car
But none of that was ever who we are
are the mountains and the snow
I'll hold you while you're sleeping
and I wish that I could go
All my rowdy friends are out
accomplishing their dreams
But I am the mother of Evangeline
And they've still got their morning paper
and their coffee and their time
And they still enjoy their evenings
with the skeptics and the wine
Oh, but all the wonders I have seen,
From inside of the ages through your eyes
where no one thought it through
The world has stood against us,
made us mean to fight for you
And when we chose your name
we knew that you'd fight the power
You're nothing short of magical
Oh, I'll never hit the big time without you
So they can keep their treasure
and their ties to the machine
'Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
They can keep their treasure
and their ties to the machine
'Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
