(Bm)He looks up from sec ond base, his (G)dad’s up in the stands.

the boy’s He (Bm)saw the hit, the run, the slide.

There (G)ain’t no big ger fan.

In the (Em)park in’ lot say in’, af ter the game, he said, “Dad, I thought you had a plane to catch.” He smiled and said, “Yeah, son, I did.”

But life’s not the breath you take,

the breath in’ in and out

that gets you (Bm)through the day ain’t what it’s (Asus)all a bout.

You just might (G)miss the point

if you try’n’ to (Bm)win the race.

Life’s not the (Em7)breaths you take,

but the (A7sus)mo ments that take your breath a way.

Fast (Bm)for ward up teen years ond base, a (G)thou sand miles a way:

the boy’s He (Bm)built a life, he’s got a wife a (G)ba by due to day.

In He (Em)hears a voice say in’, “I made it, son.” he Says, “I you, Dad, you did n’t have to come.” He smiles and says, “Yeah, I know you

But life’s not the breath you take,

the breath in’ in and out

that gets you (Bm)through the day ain’t what it’s (Asus)all a bout.

You just might (G)miss the point

if you don’t slow (Bm)down the pace.

Life’s not the (Em7)breaths you take,

but the (A7sus)mo ments that take your breath a way.

Fast (Asus)mo ments that take your breath a way.

Just like it took my (Bm)breath when she was born;

just like it (Em7)took my breath a way

when Dad (A7sus)took his last that (A7)morn.

Life’s not the breaths (A7sus)mo ments that take your breath a way.