Swing Low by The Mess Hall Lyrics

No moon she said
Tonight it's just too dark
Is it hiding out
In someone else's heart
Then she found it parked between
The branches of a lemon tree
A quarter full
But sharp against the night
She was holding on
The wheel was lost
She'd found herself alone
To count the cost
But like that moon above she thought
A quarter of myself is not
Enough to justify
Me growing old
If I swing low
Darling we'll go slow
And fall on our feet
You and me
If I swing low
Darling we'll go slow
And fall on our feet
You and me
With flecks of dirt around my eye
I laid her down
Upon her side
And was hearing bells
And she was gone
If I swing low
Know that I'm going home
To fall on my feet
This world complete
If I swing low
Know that I'm going home
To fall on my feet
This world complete