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