Maybe somewhere else will not be half as cold as me
The curtains drawn, the winter sun makes patterns on your face
It looks like some kaleidoscopic breathing exercise
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same

Baby, won't you breathe?
Baby, won't you breathe?

Hold me in your freezing arms before we have to go
I wince a little but it's not because I know the truth
The windshield of your little car is frosted through the clouds
A clear heart of our own peers eyes me shiver on the seats
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same

Treat it as a task, treat it as a task
Baby, won't you breathe?
Baby, won't you breathe?
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same
It's the same, it's the same, it's the same

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): GARY LIGHTBODY, JONATHAN GRAHAM QUINN, MARK PETE MCCLELLAND, NATHAN CONNOLLY