The Ballad Of Emma DeLoner Testo

All my dreams to to pieces Each time she pass me by All my friends keep saying That girl ain?t the loving kind But whatever I do to hold back brings me down But whatever I do to hold back brings me down Comes a time you look for trouble Comes a time it comes your way She came to me in the midnight hour On a cold winter?s day She stood there in my room All dressed in lace And she placed my body and soul Upon, upon a bed of grace Children were crying Children were crying Driving me insane Driving you insane And all this took place While the drunks were dancing To the rhythm, to the rhythm of the rain And I?m going back to see her again because whatever I do to hold back brings me down whatever I do to hold back brings me down whatever I do to hold back brings me down whatever I do to hold back brings me down