كلمات Breathing

what's wrong hold it a minute i'm happy send up a flare some of the dreams i forgot they came true i'm happy just to see you breathing fifteen years old we made it in from the cold lovey, where you were hardly alive we had some biggies to climb i'm tired can't climb anymore i see you put one foot out the door go ahead open it find your way you can come back home any day buy listen be who you are and listen to your own heart sometimes i listen to nothing and hear the secret of breathing out in the clear i'm happy hold it a minute please dear don't come home late tomorrow you have to clean up that mess you left in your room and she said yes breathing she's breathing