Sweet, sweet Emma Marie.
She stood in her white dress watching the sea.
The cold breeze blew through her black hair, stinging her cheeks that were once so fair.
Carved in her heart were scars she couldn't erase.
Left by a love she couldn't replace.
I'm sorry, he told her
My sweet, sweet Emma Marie.
But ours is a love that could never be, for you can't swim and my life is the sea.
She begged and she pleaded
Please, my love, stay here with me.
He had told her that he loved her, that they had a bond that could never break.
Softly he kissed her upon her face, leaving heartache in his wake as he sailed from the bay.
Tears stained her cheeks as she remembered that fateful day.
She was left with a pain that wouldn't fade away.
Holding his picture to her chest, she gripped her white dress, and stepped into the bay.
Their love forever united by the waves.