Swing Bridge

My first glimpse was across the creek
She was so pretty, I could hardly speak
I could barely breathe I felt so weak
I landed 'cross the swing bridge
The grass did grow, the trees became green
And she made me strong again, healthy and lean
She said 'I feel good', I said ' I know what you mean
Lying by the swing bridge
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue
She would run her fingers through my hair
Tell me everything that she needed to share
And I told her all I knew so I could keep her there
Lying by our swing bridge
And on a still night she would point out the stars
And all the differences between Venus and Mars
About the screeching of the turning traps and the honking horns of cars
Far from our swing bridge
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue
And then one day she put it all on the line
She said she wanted a ring and some children sometime
Sometime soon she cried as she drained the last of the wine
Into the waters beneath our swing bridge
And so we were married, and so we divorced
She wanted more than I could give her, of course
And she met a fine young prince and on his pale horse
They rode across our swing bridge
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue
I don't feel so sad no more
I don't feel so blue