The Swing
A restless night
A lullaby
Our shadows dance on bedroom walls
A soft light
Dawn in sight
Our hands touch
The melody stalls
Where does this affection come from
Is this the dream where I belong
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our story in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
And let our dream begin
A small café
A walk at the bay
We get lost when the leaves fall
A simple smile
A house in style
Our days swing by till silence calls
It's the small things in life
That make these days so bright
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our story in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
And let our dream begin
Up into the air
Out into the wide
Until we can see
Beyond the lemon trees
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our stories in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
Isn't it the most pleasant thing
To go up and down on the swing
And let our dream begin
And let our dream begin
A lullaby
Our shadows dance on bedroom walls
A soft light
Dawn in sight
Our hands touch
The melody stalls
Where does this affection come from
Is this the dream where I belong
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our story in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
And let our dream begin
A small café
A walk at the bay
We get lost when the leaves fall
A simple smile
A house in style
Our days swing by till silence calls
It's the small things in life
That make these days so bright
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our story in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
And let our dream begin
Up into the air
Out into the wide
Until we can see
Beyond the lemon trees
Life passes by
But when it's time
We write our stories in a song
From our favourite words
Of the poems we've heard
Like we've known each other all along
Then we sit down on the swing
Flying up in the air so blue
Isn't it the most pleasant thing
To go up and down on the swing
And let our dream begin
And let our dream begin
Credits
Writer(s): Max Berend De Boer, Patrick Vido
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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