They were sitting
They were sitting in the Strawberry swing
Every moment was so precious
They were sitting
They were talking in the strawberry swing
Everybody was for fighting
Wouldnīt wanna waste a thing
Cold, cold water
Bring me round
Now my feet wonīt touch the ground
Cold, cold water
What ya say?
Itīs such
Itīs such a perfect day
Itīs such a perfect day
I remember
We were walking up to strawberry swing
I canīt wait ītil the morning
Wouldnīt wanna change a thing
People leaving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Donīt you wanna just curve away
And itīs such
Itīs such a perfect day
Itīs such a perfect day
Ah...
Now the sky could be blue
I donīt mind
Without you itīs a waste of time
Would be blue
I donīt mind
Without you itīs a waste of time
Well the sky could be blue
Could be grey
Without you Iīm just miles away
Well, the sky could be blue
I donīt mind
Without you itīs a waste of time
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