Emmilou

Emmilou is pretty Emmilou's fine And I wonder I wonder What's on her mind I saw her twice in the "Royal Blue" café Emmilou she's pretty And I'm a little bit scared I go there every Sunday I come alone hoping to find her A woman at the door She smiles and then.. she's gone And I am still waiting Emmilou - she hasn't come Oh, it frightens me Should I go back to my town? Call me now and I will be coming Call me - do - and I won't be going Oh shall we meet some day In a "Royal Blue" café Emmilou is pretty And I'm a little bit scared Emmilou is fine Emmilou