Matthew Sweet - Catch Your Breath Lyrics
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Catch Your Breath
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What Are The Lyrics For Catch Your Breath By Matthew Sweet?
Now you're never gonna get back to the boy you had
You have broken the chains forever Now you're never gonna get back to the girl you were (you are looking for a boy) I have found you (Standing free, now that he) No longer surrounds you (Wishing your memories) Away Come catch your breath Nobody's going to rush you Catch your breath This time you don't have to hide All those hopes you're frightened of and have no strength to fight Alone It was written in the stars you'd be resting here Slipping straight from the arms of heaven No I never would have guessed in a million years (You were looking for a sign) Now I hold you (Shivering in my arms) Forget what he told you (Wishing your memories) Away Come catch your breath Nobody's going to rush you Catch your breath This time you don't have to hide All those hopes you're frightened of and have no strength to fight Alone (You were looking for a boy) I have found you (Standing free, now that he) No longer surrounds you (Wishing your memories) Away Come catch your breath Nobody's going to rush you Catch your breath This time you don't have to hide (Catch) catch your breath Nobody's going to rush you Catch your breath This time you don't have to hide Catch your breath |
Who Wrote Catch Your Breath By Matthew Sweet?
Matthew Sweet
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What's The Duration Of The Catch Your Breath By Matthew Sweet?The duration of Catch Your Breath is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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