Jack And Jill

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 --- Jack and Jill - Kim Richey