Too many souls are lost

So many dreams lie broken

Will you try to help them

Chase the night away, turn on the booming silver day


We do it in swingtime

We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why

We do it in swingtime

Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime


And feel each passing year

Absorb the well of tears

They shoot horses, don’t they?

So we dance and sway into the pulsing, silver grey


We do it in swingtime

We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why

We do it in swingtime

Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime


So many people fail

So many hearts are broken

We come to live with pain

We leave our arms wide open


Too many fights are thrown

We count the cost of it growing

Will you try to stop them

Roll away the night, break out the champagne, hit the lights


We do it in swingtime

We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why

We do it in swingtime

Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime