Stride Emma carew Can this be you? What kind of man Is this you've taken?
Can you not see The kind of life That this would be? You are mistaken! Time to awaken Before it's too late Before you forever Determine your fate!
Emma But, simon, you knew I had to be free What I choose to do Is decided by me!
From the day my mother died My father, full of good intentions Treated me as though I were a young child Maybe his idea was just to wait Until I grew up And then look at me And hope that I'd be her
It's easy to accept that From a father He'd rather Things remained the way they were But when it comes to marriage I must pick whom I prefer! I am not the weak young thing You're seeking, simon Someone seventeen, obedient and sweet I am not the protégée To waste your time on I'm complete In henry's eyes I see What I am meant to be!
