Emily - Ist Ist

There across a crowded room

Hmm

Ships that pass in dead of night

Hmm

Are raptured by your golden hair

Hmm

I hope one day we’ll get it right

Get it right

There across a crowded room

Hmm

Ships that pass in dead of night

Hmm

Are raptured by your golden hair

Hmm

I hope one day we’ll get it right

Get it right, now

Emily

I’m sick of crying over you

Emily

I’m sick of crying over you

Emily

We’re sick of crying over you

Emily

We’re sick of crying, crying, crying over you