Rather Be Breathing Songtext
von Ward Thomas

Everybody′s looking for the high life
Living the dream but it don't feel right
So lost inside this fantasy
I′m scared it's gonna swallow me

You can offer me all the
Fortune and the fame of a king
With a castle so high that
No one else can come in
And you can tell me that
I don't have enough of these things
But I′d rather be breathing
No, I′d rather be

I'd rather be breathing
I′d rather be breathing
I'd rather be breathing
I′d rather be breathing


Standing at the foot of a mountain
Only walked a couple steps but who's counting?
If there′s anybody up there
Won't you let me stay a while?

You can offer me all the fortune
And the fame of a king
With a castle so high that
No one else can come in
And you can tell me that
I don't have enough of these things
But I′d rather be breathing
No, I′d rather be

I'd rather be breathing
I′d rather be breathing

You can offer me
(You can offer me all the)
Silver and gold
(You can offer me all the)
You can offer me


You can offer me all the fortune
And the fame of a king
With a castle so high that
No one else can come in
And you can tell me that
I don't have enough of these things
But I′d rather be breathing
No, I'd rather be

I′d rather be breathing
I'd rather be breathing
I'd rather be breathing