Lyrics

Seems like all the World is standing still and so I move
In Swingtime
Reaching out at all the scattered words, that pushed me aside
In Swingtime

I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands
Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime 

I lost direction a long, long time ago, it fell away
In Swingtime
So now I don’t know which way to go, I fall to my knees
In Swingtime

 I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands
Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime

 So now I’m racing forward to my end
There’s no control
In Swingtime
And never time to make amends
When you’re living, living in Swingtime

I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands
Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime

 

 

 

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