Where were you when I was losing everything?
And I stood inside the threshing in my mind
Locked inside a whirlwind I cried out in hope
'Cause you said you would not leave me behind

So swing high, swing low
Just get me through to tomorrow
Swing high, swing low
Carry me through Lord, I'm comin' home

I've been through times when there was nothing here for me
A child left abandoned on the earth
Laid out on the floor in silent suffering
'Cause there was nowherе left that I could search

So swing high, swing low
Just get mе through to tomorrow
Swing high, swing low
Carry me through Lord, I'm comin'

So swing high, swing low
Just get me through to tomorrow
Swing high, swing low
Carry me through Lord, I'm comin' home

Composição: Mike Portnoy / Neal Morse / Pete Trewavas / Roine Stolt