Emmaline

Emmaline
(pronounced Em-ma-leen)

(Chorus)
Oh! Emmaline
Appears, but never seen
My Emmaline
The figment of a dream

(Verse)
She registers in my mind
Like a breeze that hangs on the vine.
I feel breathless
Nearly senseless
Oh so helpless
In her arms,
I’m defenceless

(Guitar solo)

(Verse)
She floats around in my head
Like a web that hangs by a thread.
So exclusive
So conducive
So seductive
Are her arms,
She’s illusive

(Chorus, repeat to fade)
Oh! Emmaline
Appears, but never seen
My Emmaline
The figment of a dream