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