The sound of your breath steadies me, it makes me feel alive,
It makes me notice my own breath and the way I feel inside.

Your part in my life reassures my that I am really here,
Without you, who's to say I didn't make it all up from fear.

What’s it called? When you try to stop but never can
What’s it called? When you cry instead of laugh
What’s it called? When you wake up cause the night is waiting for you
What’s it called? When your dreams turn into nightmares
What’s it called? When you don’t recognize yourself anymore
What’s it called? When you live, but you also die

How did it feel
When you turned around
Rain chafing off your umbrella
Shiny shoes tapping on wet pavement

How did it feel
When you turned and walked away
Did it feel like cinema
Did you feel like a masterpiece
Never looking back on me