• Take a deep breathe,
    and walk the line,
    I put a smile on my face,
    & you think i'm just fine,
    but if you look really deep,
    you'll see im breaking down,
    falling into pieces,
    hidden so far i can't be found.
    I've been like this,
    ever since my baby left,
    he walked right out my door,
    and it all was just a test,
    to see if i could stil go on,
    keep up my happy act,
    as i was slowly falling apart,
    and i did,
    thats a fact.
    Now a year has passed us by,
    and as you can clearly see,
    that as long is i keep pushing,
    I still manage to breathe.