d I wouldn't compliment myself for what I've beFcome
Tell her I g owe it to her
Tell her I d owe it to her
d I wouldn't praise myself for every good thing I've dFone
Tell her I g owe it to her
Tell her I d owe it to her

Tell her I d owe it to every heartbeat
Tell her I Fowe it to every exhale
Tell her I g owe it to, owe it to her
Hands upon myd chest

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And d keep life Cwarm against the cFold night Fas our bodiesC7 growg old

I know when to give up and I know when to breathe
Believe me, I owe it to her
Tell her I owe it to her

Tell her I d owe it to every heartbeat
Tell her I Fowe it to every exhale
Tell her I g owe it to, owe it to her
Hands upon myd chest

Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat
And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old
Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat
And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old

d Take Cmy Fsila ence d as Ca Fwarning
d I  Cwill Fnot a detd er Cyour Fmourning

Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat
And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old
Oh, won't you breathe life into these dead lungs I keep under my coat
And keep life warm against the cold night as our bodies grow old