To and fro, To and fro,
That's how the swing goes.
To and fro, To and fro
Gently it goes.

Silently, from deep within me,
I hear the wind whispering to me
I hear it singing to me
I feel ease within me.

The flowers dance beautifully
To the tune of the groove
I watch carefully.
As the trees also move.

For a moment it stopped,
I said to myself I wish it never ended.
Still sitting on my swing top...