Gillian
Driving down south, headed for new years
Salt in my mouth, music in my ears
I've got a ring on my ring finger
I bought it for myself to remind me I'm a singer
Listening to that record by Gillian
Coming into Delamere, windows down as she sings
'Elvis Presley Blues'
Her words come to life in my mind
A boy in a homemade shirt shake, shake, shake
Shakin' in his dancing shoes
The water shines like silver, the tall grass shines its gold
I have finally found what I've been searching for
Since I was nine years old
The water shines like silver, the tall grass it is gold
I will sing and sing until I cannot sing
I'll sing when I am old
Sitting in the dark coolin' down from a hot show
I ask you all the things I'm dying to know
You face me and say "why are you so scared?"
And I have to tell you, after all the things you shared
My whole body starts to tremble at the thought of it
The things I want most right there at my tongue tip
I keep pulling away
Smiling you suggest I should set myself a limit
If if two years I don't love it I can quite it
Until then, just play and play
Your words they sound like silver, your hands they sound like gold
I have finally found what I've been searching for
Since I was twenty years old
Your words they sound like silver, your hands they sound like gold
I will sing and sing until I cannot sing
I'll song when I am old
Salt in my mouth, music in my ears
I've got a ring on my ring finger
I bought it for myself to remind me I'm a singer
Listening to that record by Gillian
Coming into Delamere, windows down as she sings
'Elvis Presley Blues'
Her words come to life in my mind
A boy in a homemade shirt shake, shake, shake
Shakin' in his dancing shoes
The water shines like silver, the tall grass shines its gold
I have finally found what I've been searching for
Since I was nine years old
The water shines like silver, the tall grass it is gold
I will sing and sing until I cannot sing
I'll sing when I am old
Sitting in the dark coolin' down from a hot show
I ask you all the things I'm dying to know
You face me and say "why are you so scared?"
And I have to tell you, after all the things you shared
My whole body starts to tremble at the thought of it
The things I want most right there at my tongue tip
I keep pulling away
Smiling you suggest I should set myself a limit
If if two years I don't love it I can quite it
Until then, just play and play
Your words they sound like silver, your hands they sound like gold
I have finally found what I've been searching for
Since I was twenty years old
Your words they sound like silver, your hands they sound like gold
I will sing and sing until I cannot sing
I'll song when I am old
Credits
Writer(s): Naomi Kristina Sophia Keyte
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