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