Emily

Hurt your arm on a mailbox

Left a scar on your forearm

Just us kids and a big yard

cul de sac retreat

I was the dramatic

You were our protector

What a neat prediction

Of who we came to be

And I fall in love with

Becoming more than asked of me

Emily

never enough to just be happy

Emily

But you're enough to me

I'm the great pretender

Talk over my conscience

Sing on top of silence

An acrobatic feat

And I fall in love with

Becoming more than asked of me

Emily

Never enough to just be happy

Emily

I know you think that its enough

To take this half glass empty love

Nod your head through the phone if thats what you need

Emily

I know you think that its enough

To take this half glass empty love

Nod your head through the phone if thats what you need

Emily