I had you in the palm of my hand & I let you go & I'll never understand... We sit, we sit here in the dark We talk about life, we talk about the past I don't know more than you You don't know more than But I know I don't know What I did to you & me I had you in the palm of my hand & I let you go & I'll never understand I cannot see white flowers are my feet Only emptiness that swallows me... We hurt, we hurt with our words We know not what we do When we say what we say & You had it all arranged, it shouldn't be this way But one thing I know is, I am all I despise & I know, & I know you too & I know that I will never see you Round here anymore I had you in my hand ... they say, they say speak They know just how I, know just how I feel! But how can they know? How can they know just how I feel? I had you in the palm of my hand & let you go & I'll never see you again...