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