The Swing of Things

You say the world's an eventful place
 You give me news I don't want to know
 You say that I should care
 That I should speak my mind
 Oh, but how can I speak of the world rushing by
 With a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes?
 Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back
 Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?
 Let us walk through this windless city
 I'll go on 'til the winter gets me
 Oh, sleep, you wrote sleep, my dear
 In a letter somewhere
 Oh, but how can I sleep with your voice in my head
 With an ocean between us and room in my bed?
 Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
 Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?
 Oh, when she glows in the dark and I'm weak by the sight
 Of this breathtaking beauty in which I can hide
 Oh, there's a world full out there of people I fear
 But given time I'll get into the swing of things
 Yes, when she glows in the dark and I'm struck by the sight
 I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life
 Oh, I know that I'll need this
 For the rest of my life
 You know that I need
 You know that I need
 What have I done? What lies I have told?
 I've played games with the ones that rescued my soul
 Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
 Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?