Evening breezes hum their lullaby
there`s a million candles in the sky
I put on my sunday suit of blue
Emaline, just for you
Now I`m standing at your garden gate
and the village clock is striking eight
hurry up
hurry down
honey, don`t be late
Can`t you hear my heart
whisper through your window
Emaline
don`t you think that it`s about time
for me and you to meet
Have you told your friends, dear
have you told your people
Emaline
then hurry up to drop them a line
about our wedding to be
In the church there`s an old bell ringer
and he`s just waiting for the time
when I put my ring on your finger
and making you mine
So, all I do is wait
for that sunday morning sun to shine
when I`m gonna walk down the line
hand in hand with Emaline
 |
