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