[00:10.378]The fence is sagging, gray with rust
[00:15.822]The gate is hanging in the dust
[00:21.267]The gravel path is overgrown
[00:26.667]The swing is waiting all alone
[00:32.222]I walk the path I loved so dear
[00:37.556]The summer air is warm and clear
[00:42.367]The rustle of the branches low
[00:46.411]Brings back all the times I used to know
[00:53.233]The rusty swing still sways alone
[00:58.678]The tangled ivy climbs the stone
[01:04.189]I hear our laughter, light and free
[01:09.656]It wraps the garden back to me
[01:15.011]The rusty swing still sways alone
[01:20.433]The tangled ivy climbs the stone
[01:25.944]I carry moments in my chest
[01:31.300]The summer days that we loved best
[01:59.256]I walk the path I loved so dear
[02:04.589]The summer air is warm and clear
[02:09.356]The rustle of the branches low
[02:13.422]Brings back all the times I used to know
[02:20.267]The rusty swing still sways alone
[02:25.622]The tangled ivy climbs the stone
[02:31.111]I hear our laughter, light and free
[02:36.556]It wraps the garden back to me
[02:41.867]The rusty swing still sways alone
[02:47.267]The tangled ivy climbs the stone
[02:52.733]I carry moments in my chest
[02:58.044]The summer days that we loved best