Can you hear the birds chirping,
And the leaves blowing in the breeze?
The sun sets on the west,
As the chimes do a lovely little ding.

It's been a really hard week.
My heart has been raked over.
I've been crying much too much,
Fuck, when will this pain ever be over?

I miss her.
I miss you.
Life gets so overwhelming.
What's a girl to do?

Swing, that's what I'll do.
With a glass of good red wine.
The breeze will rock my swing,
And somehow, it'll be fine.