Emmie

                                  Oo la, la, la, oo la, la, la, la. 

Emily and her love to be, 

Carved in a heart on a berry tree

But it's only a little farewell love spell, 

Time to design a woman.



Touch me, oh wake me, Emily 

You ornament the Earth for me

Emily, you're the natural snow, 

The unstudied sea, you're a cameo

And I swear you were born a weavers lover, 

Born for the loom's desire.



Move me, oh sway me

Emily, the ornament, the Earth for me.

Emmie, your Momma's been calling you. 

Who stole Mamma's heart and cuddled in her garden?

Darling Emmie, la, la, la, oo la, la la.



You're my friend and I loved you, 

Emily, Emily, Emily, Emily.

She got the way to move me, Emmie. 

She got the way to move me, yeah.

She got the way to move me, Emmie. 

She got the way to move me, get up and move me...