I Hear Her Breathe

She's been asleep for some time now
in a world of glass and paper doubt
The doc explains in the best way he knows how,
but the cancer found its way in through our mouths

Wake from your sleep
precious one wake up now

Chorus:
I can hear her breathe
She's coming back to me
and when she speaks,
Can we live with what we've done
She's moving and I am terrified
that we can't hear the whipser

If I make it til morning
and somehow believe it was fear
that turned my dreams to doubt
from my Father who waits
cause she wants to sing again

What kind of son would I be
if I let her sleep
What kind of brother would I be
if I let her sleep
Well she's gonna speak