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Emily, Emily, Emily. Has the murmuring sound of may. All silver bells, coral shells, carousels. And the laughter of children at play. . Say Emily, Emily, Emily.
Emily, Emily, Emily. Has the murmuring sound of may. All silver bells, coral shells, carousels. And the laughter of children at play. . Say Emily, Emily, Emily.
Emily, Emily, Emily. Has the murmuring sound of may. All silver bells, coral shells, carousels. And the laughter of children at play. . Say Emily, Emily, Emily.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
Emily, Emily, Emily. Has the murmuring sound of may. All silver bells, coral shells, carousels. And the laughter of children at play. . Say Emily, Emily, Emily.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
You know the feeling of something half remembered. Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well. You know the feeling of recognizing someone.
"Romance is a game for fools". I used to say. A game I thought I'd never play. "Romance is a game for fools". I said and grinned. Then you passed by. And here am I.
Emily, Emily, Emily. Has the murmuring sound of may. All silver bells, coral shells, carousels. And the laughter of children at play. . Say Emily, Emily, Emily.
See'est une chanson,. Qui nous resemble,. Toi qui m'aimais,. Et je t'aimais,. Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble,. Toi qui m'aimais,. Moi qui t'aimais,.
You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for words. Like glorious, glamorous and that old standby amorous. It's all too wonderful, I'll never find the words.
"Romance is a game for fools". I used to say. A game I thought I'd never play. "Romance is a game for fools". I said and grinned. Then you passed by. And here am I.
I don't care what the weatherman says. When the weatherman says it's raining. You'll never hear me complaining. I'm certain the sun will shine. . I don't care how the weather vane points.
We meet, and the angels sing. The angels sing the sweetest song I ever heard. You speak, and the angels sing. Or am I breathing music into every word.
The days of wine and roses. Laugh and run away like a child at play. Through a meadowland, toward a closing door. A door marked never more that wasn't there before.
You know the feeling of something half remembered. Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well. You know the feeling of recognizing someone.
This lovely day will lengthen into evening. We'll sigh goodbye to all we ever had. Alone where we have walked together. I'll remember April and be glad.