I can t breathe anymore
Why that is I m not sure
I ve got my feet on the ground
In fact I m flat on the floor
My direction is lost
I should pause to take stock
It s a new one on me
To even dream that you re free
It s a tale without an end
But the end is there for all to see
And if the end weren t so real
Coming around and round again on me
I guess it s all about my pride
I want to be there if it kills
But with or without God on my side
I know that I really will
(Toque com acordes cheios)
