I must have been about seven or eight when my Mum and Dad split up. It's happened to a million people before and surely it will continue. My Dad was always a great Elvis fan and this tune seemed to haunt our flat for a long time after my Mum went. I still remember being woken up in the middle of the night with a parent on each arm screaming "he's coming with me". I stayed for a few more years and so did this song.