Swimming Lyrics

(The intro is a little too complicated for me)
(o:37) Eb Dbm A Ab x3
Maybe an ocean is found in a lake.
Maybe exceptions to this could be made.
But I'm swimming Lord, just to be saved
She always loved him, but not in the way,
The way she's supposed to, but she never claimed to.
Oh she's swimming Lord, just to be saved
Young lovers gathering 'round, they
Hold their hands on Sundays
Someday they'll get down on the ground
They'll get down on the ground for you
I say that some claims are true, some claims are true
And I say that some silly dreams but I can't come true, oh
Someday I'll get down on the ground
I'll get down on the ground for you
He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old,
He's getting old, he's getting old,
And the water is cold.
Bum, bum ba-dum dum
Bum, bum, bum da-dum dum x3
I say that some claims are true, some claims are true
And I say that some silly dreams but I can't come true, oh
Someday I'll get down on the ground
I'll get down on the ground for you
He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old,
He's getting old, he's getting old,
Because variables lurk in the wine
Because the bed's warm and it's cold out and that's a good sign.
It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again.
Because the dust you kick up is too fine.
Because variables lurk in the wine
Because the bed's warm and it's cold out and that's a good sign.
It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again.
Because the dust you kick up is too fine.