The angels glided down to take you away Said "so sorry. He can no longer stay" Isn't that selfish, isn't that well Is it hot or cold I can no longer tell so
Swing low, swing low Swing low and carry me home
And I'm sorry for what I've done And for what I'm about to do I've betrayed the sun by dancing with the moon I sit on a tin roof and count the stars They all fade away into scars
Swing low, swing low Swing low and carry me home
Something that was interesting That I never quite forgot You told me that time was the biggest enemy we've got Well, I wish I listened closer to that fear Maybe if I did you might still be here
