I sit alone on the swing staring down at my feet
I close my eyes and I wish that you and I would meet
My mind wanders and I begin to imagine
I am sitting on this swing staring at my feet
You come up and begin pushing me
I laugh and you you laugh in return
In the real world a rain drop falls and wakes me from my dream
I sigh and say to myself "If only,"
It is bad but here it is.
I close my eyes and I wish that you and I would meet
My mind wanders and I begin to imagine
I am sitting on this swing staring at my feet
You come up and begin pushing me
I laugh and you you laugh in return
In the real world a rain drop falls and wakes me from my dream
I sigh and say to myself "If only,"
It is bad but here it is.
