I hold a thought in my head Don't want to let it go Cause I don't know where it might land And now I've got to find the strength to set it free Cause if I don't lord it's gonna get the best of me
Then I see at the count of three You've already taken the thought from me You let it go in hopes to show There's a chance for it to grow And now I find some piece of mind But then I'm always left behind And I hold my hands to the sky Lord I pray and wonder why
And now I hold a thought in my hand I let it go cause I thought you might understand And now I see the way you look at me Well I guess the thought would have been better left with me
And then I see at the count of three You're already running away from me You let it go in hopes to show There's a chance for it to grow And now I find some piece of mind But then I'm always left behind And I hold my hands to the sky Lord I pray and wonder why
Now I hold a thought in my hand I let it go gotta let it crawl and understand And now I see this space inside of me And it's welling up with another thought to be free
And I see at the count of three It's already taken the shape in me I let it go gonna let it grow I've got to let you know And now I find some piece of mind Now the truth is oh so kind And I hold my hands to the sky Lord I pray and wonder why Lord I pray and wonder why Lord I pray and wonder why Lord I pray and wonder why
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