Catch My Breath

Oh, I wish I could tell you why it takes so long
For good news to fall into my hands without a page torn off, no
And if you’re looking back at me
I’m falling in the street again, yeah
And even when I’m at my best
I’m tripping on the rest of me 'Til I’m on my feet
‘Til I catch my breath
Oh, and I could only tell you what you need to know
Still true but with a bit that I can keep real close
So say what you want to me
I might forget a piece
Catching me fast asleep
Here in the driver’s seat
Foot sleeping on the gas
Crash in the mezzanine
Just leave the rest to me
And if you’re looking back at me
I’m falling in the street again, yah
And even when I’m at my bst
I’m tripping on the rest of me ‘til I’m on my feet
‘Til I catch my breath
‘Til I catch my breath
‘Til I’m on my feet
‘Til I catch my-
Sleepwalk in my dreams
‘Til I catch my-
‘Til I catch my-
‘Til I’m back asleep
‘Til I catch my-
‘Til I catch my-
‘Til I’m on my feet
‘Til I catch my breath
‘Til I catch my breath
‘Til I’m on my feet
‘Til I catch my-