Breathe Life
JACK GARRATT · Phase 2016 · Track 02 of 18
I wouldn't compliment myself for what I've become Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her I wouldn't praise myself for every good thing I've done Tell her I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her
Tell her I owe it to - every heartbeat Tell her I owe it to - every exhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her - hands upon my chest
Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old
I know when to give up and I know when to breathe Believe me, I owe it to her Tell her I owe it to her
Tell her I owe it to - every heartbeat Tell her I owe it to - every inhale Tell her I owe it to, owe it to her - hands upon my chest
Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old
Take my silence as a warning I will not deter your mourning
Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old