Breathing In

(альбом: Frames - 2013)

You're gonna have to tie my feet, and wrap my hands
Drag me to bed
I got caught staring at the white-wash sky on a summer's night again
And the table's a mess, from all our friends and all the wine we had
And I almost forgot that the world fell apart today,
But I guess it wasn't so bad

And the only thing that's bringing me in
Is the taste of your lips and the smell of your skin
You're the only thing that's worth breathing in

And my arms are getting tired, from carrying the load
And my eyes are getting tired, could you turn the lights down low
And your heart slowly beats, speaks under the sheets,
I'm hearing every word
Would you come fly away, the sunrise of the day, just like the morning bird

And the only thing that is bringing me in
Is the taste of your lips and the smell of your skin
You're the only thing that is worth breathing in
Breathing in, breathing in, breathing in

(oh, oh, oh, oh)

And the only thing that is bringing me in
Is the taste of your lips and the smell of your skin
You're the only thing that is worth breathing in
Breathing in, breathing in, breathing in