i'm swinging in circles too
it must be something i should do
and the train is late
and we fly a kite
i'm not alone
i clear the hair out of your eyes
fall to the ground it makes you smile
and we hold a string
and the world is round
and we hold the string
and the seasons pass
i'm not alone
i balance under clouds with you
it must be something i should do
something i should do
something i should do
and we hold the string
and the seasons pass
i'm not alone