Lyrics Stephen Fretwell

Stephen Fretwell

Emily

You never were going to change your mind, were you, Emily?

You just sat back, took it all for you, there was nothing for me;

I didn't mean to prove that all I can do is lose

Next time that you need me, don't call me up, Emily;

I'm tired of your lies and your cheating ways with me;

And every time you go, please don't let me know

Emily, you still live inside of me;

And, Emily, you are the fire in my tree;

So if you should fall, please don't call;

And next time you write, I won't stay up all night;

'Cos Emily you, just look at you - you're a tragedy

You never were going to change you mind, were you, Emily?

You just sat back, took it all for you, and nothing was there for me;

I didn't mean to prove that all I'm good for is to lose

Emily, you still live inside of me;

And, Emily, you are the fire in my tree;

So next time you fall, please don't call;

And next time you write, I won't stay up all night;

'Cos Emily you, just look at you - you're a tragedy

You never were going to change you're mind were you, anyway