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