Breathe

When your needs outstrip your means And all the roads you cross seem somehow bleak In every corner a devil creeps And all your ventures though bold are never seen

Don't think of folding Wear my arms around your neck And we'll breathe... We'll breathe...

When your heart's not just heavy but torn Back is stooped carrying the weight of it all Your boss passed you over once again And the smiles we meet well they don't feel the same

Don't think of folding Wear my arms around your neck And we'll breathe... We'll breathe...

Don't think of folding Wear my arms around your neck And we'll breathe... We'll breathe... And we'll breathe... We'll breathe...