Texty: Hootie & The Blowfish. Fairweather Johnson. Let It Breathe.

Could we do it again
If he asked how it felt
And I didn?t say this time

You tried to scare me
With empty thoughts
That means not a thing
?Cause I?m down behind you

Could we swing it again
If I changed how he looked
And turned to the right to bend

You live with somethin'
That I can?t explain
But your face cracks a smile
When you see it shinin'

You feel thing's in your own way
And I?m supposed to lay down
And bow to you, yeah

I?m tired of bailin' hay
For somethin' that I can?t see
I don?t want to be you
You don't want to be me
Just let it breathe

If the moon goes up tomorrow
And I?m down on a farm
And you don?t believe
Whose writin' with me

Keep your hands to yourself
Keep your mind to yourself
Keep your breath to yourself
Let me float on by you

You see thing's in your own way
And I?m supposed to lay down
And bow to you, oh

I?m tired of bailin' hay
For somethin' that I can?t see
You don?t want to be me
I don?t want to be you

It?s so very necessary
It?s so delectable to see a stone
Well, it?s so impossible to find a reason
When you?re standin' there
Watchin' me now

Could we live it again
If we dressed just the same
And held on to lovers when
We couldn?t really live with anyone
See mostly ourselves so just go on lyin'

You feel thing's in your own way
And I?m supposed to lay down
And bow to you, oh

I?m tired of bailin' hay
For someone that I can?t see
I don?t want to be you
You don?t want to be me
Just let it breathe, let it breathe