You need a minute
You need a feeding of the right stuff
I'll call a meeting
We’ll sit you down and go by the book
Keep level breathing
It's not the time to choke

You're trembling
You are weaker than I thought
I may have given
You more loving than you could ever need
Now who is chasing me
When I’ve already agreed to get caught?
Keep level thinking 
It’s not the best time to talk

What is the meaning 
Behind the lock that keeps your lips apart?
I didn’t mean it
Nothing last forever in the head or in the heart
Keep level breathing
Its not the time to choke

I’m white in your eyes
I’ve made you blind
With me its black and white
I’m color blind