Song | Jack And Jill |
Artist | Kim Richey |
Album | Chinese Boxes |
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 |