Jumping, leaping off the dock
My legs are frozen cold with shock

Coach says "Hurry, hurry, warm up quick"
I want to hit him with a stick

The sun shines bright into my eyes
Even before I attempt to try

To put my goggles on

Watch the sunrise soar up high,
Hurling sunbeams through the sky

Wonder if in years from now
To the sun, the moon will still bow


Hopping, dropping off the dock
Legs are frozen cold with shock

Son says hurry, then he swims so quick
I want to hit him with a stick

The sun shines bright into my eyes
Before I even attempt to try

To put my goggles on

Watch the sunrise soar up high
Tossing sunbeams through the sky

Know that now, in years from now
The moon will always bow
To the sun