Swing me round then let me go
as summer’s streets return to snow,

help me get my feet back on the ground
and the next time if your calling I’ll be around.

What would it take just to let it go?
Swing me round with nails of gold
as summer streets return to cold,
help me get my feet back on the ground.

Because joy comes and then she goes
like every summer’s night we’ve known.

Help me get my feet back on the ground

and in the end it always comes around.

What would it take?
I want to feel, I want to go.

Go. Go. Go again!
I want to feel, I want to grow, again.

Heart -

I want to know, I want to know again.
I want to feel again!

What would it take - to come around?
Again…

Walk me to this quiet placeWhere dragonflies shed no spearsWhere lullabies dance in graceForest is what I revere
Turn me into Artistry whenBlooming shadows tear - my skin
Is nurture to the bark in meGiven the ivy root to shin – Up

I saw you flying with the falcons, in search of one last chance
You were saying your piece and battening down the hatches

I saw you running with the wild ones, the desert in your reach
You were holding your own, insisting we do it free style

We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances
Ooh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to size
I'm sure you will

I heard rumors on your progress, guess that’s the best I’ll do
If we reversed the situation, be sure I’d do the same for you
I saw you dancing in the darkness, but I could see through your disguise
If I don’t get caught in minor detail, I swear I’ll let love speak its mind well

We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances
Ooh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to size
We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances
Ooh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to size

We phase in we phase out we’re flying with the falcons,

Running with the wild ones dancing in the darkness

I can see through your disguise, oh
We phase in we phase out despite these restrictive circumstances
Ooh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll

Cut em down to size
I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll
Cut em down to size
You know I’m sure you will

We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances