Breathe - Abney Park

Wish I could breathe

Wish I could stand

Wish I had a chance here holding your hand

Wish I could speak

Wish I could talk

Wish I could breathe

Since the first day I was alive

I feared we would meet here in the misty outside

Wanted to run

Wanted to hide

Wish I could breathe

I feel a chill deep in my bones

Nothing can heal the way my blood moans

Nothing can quench

My bitter thirst

Wish I could breathe

Grasp at my heart that burns in my chest

It’s your precious art that makes my soul stressed

Run short of blood

Light-headed I swoon

Wish I could breathe

I fear we can’t overcome

This place

I know

Your face

Your hands

Wish I could breathe

Wish I could breathe

Wish I could stand

Wish I had a chance here holding your hand

Wish I could speak

Wish I could talk

Wish I could breathe

Since the first day I was alive

I feared we would meet here in the misty outside

Wanted to run

Wanted to hide

Wish I could breathe

I fear we can’t overcome

This place

I know

Your face

Your hands

Wish I could breathe

Wish I could breathe

Wish I could fall

Wish I could think nothing at all

Wish I could talk

Wish I could speak

Wish I could breathe