Biografia:
Emma began her musical journey when she was bought her first guitar at the age of 3, after being enchanted by her Mum’s playing. With Emma always singing and constantly wanting to join in and play too, her parents soon realised music would play a definitive role in her destiny. She began taking lessons in cello and piano, became a member of the Surrey Youth Orchestra and involved herself with numerous music clubs in and out of school. Constantly creating parts on any instrument she could get her hands on
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Sunflower
Emma Stevens
Intro
G# D# A# D#
G# D# A# D#
Like a sea of gold outside my garden gate
G# D#
Behind that house that I grew up in,
A# D#
our beautiful escape
G# D#
We’d talk for hours and hours
A# D#
and look up at the sky
G# D#
I had all the questions,
A# D#
but you could tell me why
Carry on like this for the rest of the song
You told me
Sunflowers stare at the sun
And how the Milky Way
Is the galaxy called home
I thought the moon was a crescent
You showed me I was wrong
But where should this sunflower stare
Now that you’re gone?
Autumn rain began to wash away the dust
I never thought that gold could turn to rust
One morning they were gone and I could cry
Cos you’re not here to tell me why
Emma Stevens
Intro
G# D# A# D#
G# D# A# D#
Like a sea of gold outside my garden gate
G# D#
Behind that house that I grew up in,
A# D#
our beautiful escape
G# D#
We’d talk for hours and hours
A# D#
and look up at the sky
G# D#
I had all the questions,
A# D#
but you could tell me why
Carry on like this for the rest of the song
You told me
Sunflowers stare at the sun
And how the Milky Way
Is the galaxy called home
I thought the moon was a crescent
You showed me I was wrong
But where should this sunflower stare
Now that you’re gone?
Autumn rain began to wash away the dust
I never thought that gold could turn to rust
One morning they were gone and I could cry
Cos you’re not here to tell me why
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