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