Emma's come down. She's stopped the light, shining out of her eyes. Emma's been run out on. She's breaking down in so many places. Stuck in low gear because of her fears.
Ooh, he's a moody old man.. Song of summer in his hand.. Ooh, he's a moody old man.. ...in... in... in his hand.. ...in his hand.. . "Hmm.". . Ooh, ah, ooh, ah,.
December will be magic again. Take a husky to the ice. While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice. . December will be magic again.