Emily

Your love make me faint, where else can you go, the eyes look grave, forget what's not fair, live the life of soul, who else is that square, take my hand dear Saint, don't make a groan, let me stay up late, is it my long hair, plaided like a tow rope, that makes you scared, i rage against the grain, left out here alone, while you originate, this song is my lair, no one takes me down, inside that magic fair, a howl resonates, woods appear like stone, hands across my face, we are never alone.