Elvis lives (Remastered) Lyrics

I walked the drive

During the fall

Felt kind of strange

Here at the door

Elated as we

Wait our turn

Yet so sombre

As we emerge

Into the hallways

And the rooms

Looking at

Everything on view

We walk outside into

The gloom

I spent some time at

The grave side

I remember when

The king died

I turned around

Reached in my bag

I didn't see the

The things I had

I took the shots

And walked away

And as I left his

Resting place

I took the film rolls

To the lab

Lab

Rolls to the lab

Lab

The woman at the desk

Supplied

The pictures that I took

She strangely smiled

I wondered why

I took them home

Then all alone

In the last one

The window shot

In my hands

Oh my God

Oh my God

In the window

I could make out

Could it be him

But it could not

That black hairstyle

Those kooky shades

It should be wrong

But there's no mistake

Here in my hands

There is the proof

That these rumours

They could be true

The afterlife

What's right or wrong

I ain't got a clue