Holding my breath
trying not to turn blue
Don't be an illusion
We're counting on you
Come round the corner
Come to the light
We're hoping our miracle
will soon be in sight
Holding my breath
trying not to turn blue
Don't be an illusion
We're counting on you
Too many eggs in this basket
Too many fingers crossed
Hoping for the best
that our dreams don't get lost
Holding my breath
trying not to turn blue
Don't be an illusion
We're counting on you
Waited so long
just for your arrival
Heart pounds in our ears
The feeling's quite tribal
Holding my breath
trying not to turn blue
Don't be an illusion
We're counting on you
Can't hold it much longer
Starting to feel faint
No time to dawdle
No time to be
Please hurry and get here
We're waiting for you
Blue isn't my color
You know what to do.
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