Emmanuelle

Emmanuelle, you lonely child.
You walked the world within a mile.
Forced to grow up a tad too fast,
Could not your innocence last!

I prayed for you, Emmanuelle,
That in your haste, you'd still be well.
But so it seems, my prayers were vain,
For you today in a coffin lay.

Where did your money trickle down?
Where is that fame you said you'd found?
Emmanuelle, oh Emmanuelle.
How sad your story is to tell!