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...

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