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