Coming Up For Air - Stefanie Heinzmann

One of the stories I have been told

Is about treasures, fame, and gold

I had to travel all seven seas

Only to find that it was hidden in me

Like so many others I worked myself down

But I won’t be happy with no love around

Diamonds are cold even the one’s that I keep

So instead of gold I chose the option to breathe

Coming up for air

Out of nowhere

Coming up for air

For the love that’s out there

One of the tales of our century

Is that you can make it if you just believe

And if you work your fingers to the bone

You will find diamonds underneath every stone

Like so many others I worked myself down

But I won’t be happy with no love around

So many people that I cannot please

I came to see that all I want is to breathe

Out of the deep dark ocean I’m rising

Into the light behind the horizon I’m floating

Across the sea

I’m breathing