Swing In Phase

No matter where I go
The prairies or the coast
It’ll never feel like home
Without you.

I’ll travel from here to there
No destination is clear
Can never find a home
Without you

and I’ll sit at this playground and I’ll wait for you
I’ll swing in phase
I’ll swing in phase
I’ll swing in phase
I’ll swing in phase


These pictures on my wall
Show a love mortal
And I’ll never be the same
Saying someone else’s name

Your hand upon my shoulder,
is the phantom of the hour.
I swear I heard your voice
Can’t decipher from the noise


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