Remember when we used to run and hide? We loved, we laughed, we cried. Can we arrive? Can we survive?And ride on swings and roundabouts? To love, we have to cry. We try to understand the reasons why. Can we arrive? Can we survive? And ride on swings and roundabouts? And ride on swings and roundabouts?And ride on swings and roundabouts? And ride on swings and roundabouts?Swings and roundabouts, that's what it's all about. Losing one, you're gaining on the other. Life with its doubts, hopes and fears, sings and shouts. All I know is, without you, my life would be empty and dull.Remember when we used to run and hide? We loved, we laughed, we cried. Can we arrive? Can we survive? And ride on swings and roundabouts? And ride on swings and roundabouts?And ride on swings and roundabouts?