| Song | Jack And Jill |
| Artist | Kim Richey |
| Album | Chinese Boxes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn't quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say and daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Around and around dancing round the question posed | |
| Pick a coin and watch it roll | |
| Down into the wishing well | |
| Two step sunset, there goes another day | |
| Another chance to give away | |
| Secrets they keep to themselves | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say, daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Darkness falls without a sound | |
| They come tumbling down | |
| Tumbling after, tumbling after | |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn't quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say the daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, the way that it will |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn' t quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say and daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Around and around dancing round the question posed | |
| Pick a coin and watch it roll | |
| Down into the wishing well | |
| Two step sunset, there goes another day | |
| Another chance to give away | |
| Secrets they keep to themselves | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say, daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Darkness falls without a sound | |
| They come tumbling down | |
| Tumbling after, tumbling after | |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn' t quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say the daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, the way that it will |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn' t quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say and daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Around and around dancing round the question posed | |
| Pick a coin and watch it roll | |
| Down into the wishing well | |
| Two step sunset, there goes another day | |
| Another chance to give away | |
| Secrets they keep to themselves | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say, daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, way that it will | |
| Darkness falls without a sound | |
| They come tumbling down | |
| Tumbling after, tumbling after | |
| She wore that dress like it was a Saturday | |
| Pretty as a summer rose | |
| Picked in the morning | |
| He held her hand like it was a mystery | |
| One he couldn' t quite believe | |
| Was walking with him | |
| They were high up on a hill | |
| With something to say the daylight to kill | |
| Time slipped away, the way that it will |