Texty: Emma Bunton. Free Me. Breathing.

Everything you say is lost out in the cold
A distant memory of the times I've been alone
I don't know you like I thought I did
You're making promises I know you'll never keep

Imagine the feeling of passion, are you seeing?
Believe in when we're breathing, why does it feel so cold?
A constant feeling of pleasure, are you hearing?
The sound of our breathing, why does it feel so cold?

I wanna share with you the things I never told
But are we on the same wave dancing?
Where are we to go if it's not to be
Or maybe there's someone else out there for me?

Imagine the feeling of passion, are you seeing?
Believe in when we're breathing, why does it feel so cold?
A constant feeling of pleasure, are you hearing?
The sound of our breathing, why does it feel so cold?

Imagine the feeling of passion, are you seeing?
Believe in when we're breathing, why does it feel so cold?
A constant feeling of pleasure, are you hearing?
The sound of our breathing, why does it feel so cold?

I won't let doubt be the last thing I think about
I know this feeling don't last long, it's forever gone
You already lost my trust when I'm over this
Let the last thing that I breathe be you

Imagine the feeling of passion, are you seeing?
Believe in when we're breathing, why does it feel so cold?
A constant feeling of pleasure, are you hearing?
The sound of our breathing, why does it feel so cold?