Seems like all the World is standing still and so I move In Swingtime Reaching out at all the scattered words, that pushed me aside In Swingtime I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime I lost direction a long, long time ago, it fell away In Swingtime So now I don't know which way to go, I fall to my knees In Swingtime I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime So now I'm racing forward to my end There's no control In Swingtime And never time to make amends When you're living, living in Swingtime I can grab it, I can hold it in my hands Reaching out just to touch one small piece of Swingtime