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Where I learned how to breathe - (ACOTAR Inspired Feyre Song)

[Verse 1] Last night you left a mark upon my neck, This morning I refused to hide it. You looked embarrassed over breakfast— So naturally, I smiled. Instead of thinking of the wall, I’m dressing up for dinner, Showing you the things I’ve painted— You chose the ugliest one. And later, lying in the darkness, For the first time since you brought me here, I didn’t lock the door. [Pre-Chorus] When did I stop counting days? When did I start wanting more? When did I learn your footsteps Before they reached my door? [Chorus] Maybe I’m falling. God, I think I’m falling. Somewhere between the arguing And laughing down the hall. There’s paint beneath my fingernails. I slept straight through the night. And when I think about the wall now, I don’t see the other side. I spent my whole life holding my breath, Waiting for someone to need something from me. But somewhere here, somewhere with you, I learned how to breathe. [Verse 2] You kissed my eyelids in the meadow, And suddenly the world had changed. Colors I had never seen Were everywhere I looked. Then you were called out to the border And didn’t come home that night. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. Lucien said you’d be all right. Then word came you’d returned, And I could finally breathe. [Break] …Right. That might be a problem. [Bridge] Tonight there’s music in the garden, Flowers tangled in my hair. Lucien said don’t drink the wine. So obviously I did. Now I’m laughing with the faeries, Dancing underneath the stars. I can’t remember the last time I ever felt this light. Then somewhere through the music I hear a fiddle underneath. I turn around to find the player. Of course. Of course it’s you. [Final Chorus] I think I’m falling. God, I’m already falling. Barefoot underneath the stars, Your hand wrapped around mine. There’s magic in the meadow. There’s music in the night. And when you pull me close to you, I don’t think twice this time. I spent my whole life surviving, Doing everything because I had to. But loving you is the first thing I didn’t survive— I chose. Maybe I don’t need to name it. Maybe this is all I need: This night, this music, Your hand in mine, And room enough to breathe. [Outro] And for once I want tomorrow Before today has even left me. In spring, I learned how to breathe.