Emily tries, but misunderstands, she's often inclined to borrow somebody's dream,
but his dream's still tomorrow.
There is no other day.
Let's try it another way.
You'll lose your mind and play.
Free Gates will play.
Emily plays.
Soon after dark, Emily cries.
Gazing through trees in sorrow, hardly a sound till tomorrow.
There is no other day.
Let's try it another way.
You'll lose your mind and play.
Free Gates will play.
Emily plays.
Emily plays.
Put on a gown that touches the ground.
Put on a river forever and ever.
Emily plays.
There is no other day.
Let's try it another way.
You'll lose your mind and play.
Free Gates will play.
See, Emily plays.
