Swing Sets Songtext
There’s something inside my head that swings back and forth, like I did in second grade on those lovely swing sets. I push my friends back and forth just like on the swing sets, cause I go the highest around.
I’d never be tired of a moment like this and with a smile so big it covers up my face. Then only second later I’m down where I was to begin only to shoot right back up, as long as I pump.
And I go back and forth; I see it your way then mine. It still give me butterflies on the decent. To where my eyes met yours, which look a little older now, but I still swing back and forth and I’m still coming down.
I’d never be tired of a moment like this and with a smile so big it covers up my face. Then only second later I’m down where I was to begin only to shoot right back up, as long as I pump.
I’d never be tired of a moment like this and with a smile so big it covers up my face. Then only second later I’m down where I was to begin only to shoot right back up, as long as I pump.
And I go back and forth; I see it your way then mine. It still give me butterflies on the decent. To where my eyes met yours, which look a little older now, but I still swing back and forth and I’m still coming down.
I’d never be tired of a moment like this and with a smile so big it covers up my face. Then only second later I’m down where I was to begin only to shoot right back up, as long as I pump.