Swing set silhouette.  Stinging my sunburnt backhands.  Breaking cigarettes.  Mending fractured seesaw slip-ups.  Why do we confine our steps to the dotted lines.  We show our play.  We stole the game.  We take baby steps.  They come so close together.  I step on your toes.  C'est la vie said you to me.  Sing me into your lullaby.  And i'll kiss you goodnight.  Long texas drive can change a mind.  I've been thinking.  It's a good thing.  And i'll kiss you goodbye.