Gillian

Gillian played me a song

It was that day when everything was wrong

Gillian singing in my heart – in my ears

And tears running down

I was facing the ground

Gillian played me a song

I was so tired then

The music caressed my skin

Just like when someone finally holds you and you can give in

This you've been avoiding

You think you'll fall apart but it's just that new start

She sang about Elvis

She sang about time

Gillian sang about Miss Ohio and that last remaining song

I stretch my rigid fingers

I clear my throat

This will be all over soon

Now this is long ago

I listen to her and I go back

To that day that month – that year

That day will never leave my mind

Gillian played me a song

Gillian played me a song

It was that day when everything was wrong

Gillian singing in my heart – in my ears

And tears running down

I was facing the ground

She sang about Elvis

She sang about time

Gillian sang about Miss Ohio and that last remaining song

I stretch my rigid fingers

I clear my throat

This will be all over soon

She sang about Elvis

She sang about time

Gillian sang about Miss Ohio and that last remaining song

I stretch my rigid fingers

I clear my throat

This will be all over soon

This will be all over soon