It took me ten cold years
To tell my fears to back off
So I take a breath, take a breath
Take a deep deep breath and let go
And I count 5-4-3–2-1
I'm excited for my morrow
And I count 5-4-3-2-1
The best is yet to come
There's a thief in my house
And he thinks that he's my spouse
Brings me flowers everyday
So I don't get in his way
But I — know
I've gotta let him go
And I count 5-4-3–2-1
I'm excited for my morrow
And I count 5-4-3-2-1
The best is yet to come
Uh I'm tired of being scared
I can't see a thing
Well fair enough, it's my brain
Telling me lots of stupid stuff
When the day is long
But I'm-a sing my song
And I count 5-4-3–2-1
I'm excited for my morrow
And I count 5-4-3-2-1
The best is yet to come
So I take a breath, take a breath
Take a deep deep breath and let go
I take a rest, take a rest
And I dig 'till I overflow
So I take a breath, take a breath
Take a deep deep breath and let go
I take a rest, take a rest
And I dig 'till I overflow
And I breathe and I'm singing my song
And I breathe and I'm moving on
And I breathe and I'm singing my song
And I breathe and I'm moving on
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So I take a breath, take a breath
Take a deep deep breath and let go
I take a rest, take a rest
And I dig 'till I overflow
So I take a breath, take a breath
Take a deep deep breath and let go
I take a rest, take a rest
And I dig 'till I overflow