It took me ten cold years To tell my fears to back off So I take a breath, take a breath Take a deep deep breath and let go And I count 5-4-3–2-1 I'm excited for my morrow And I count 5-4-3-2-1 The best is yet to come There's a thief in my house And he thinks that he's my spouse Brings me flowers everyday So I don't get in his way But I — know I've gotta let him go And I count 5-4-3–2-1 I'm excited for my morrow And I count 5-4-3-2-1 The best is yet to come Uh I'm tired of being scared I can't see a thing Well fair enough, it's my brain Telling me lots of stupid stuff When the day is long But I'm-a sing my song And I count 5-4-3–2-1 I'm excited for my morrow And I count 5-4-3-2-1 The best is yet to come So I take a breath, take a breath Take a deep deep breath and let go I take a rest, take a rest And I dig 'till I overflow So I take a breath, take a breath Take a deep deep breath and let go I take a rest, take a rest And I dig 'till I overflow And I breathe and I'm singing my song And I breathe and I'm moving on And I breathe and I'm singing my song And I breathe and I'm moving on ♪ So I take a breath, take a breath Take a deep deep breath and let go I take a rest, take a rest And I dig 'till I overflow So I take a breath, take a breath Take a deep deep breath and let go I take a rest, take a rest And I dig 'till I overflow