I hold a thought in my head
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Don't want to let it go
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cause I don't know where it might land
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and now I've got to find the strength to set it free
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cause if I don't lord it's gonna get the best of me
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Then I see at the count of three
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you've already taken the thought from me
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You let it go in hopes to show
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there's a chance for it to grow
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and now I find some piece of mind
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but then I'm always left behind
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and I hold my hands to the sky
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lord I pray and wonder why
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and now I hold a thought in my hand
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I let it go cause I thought you might understand
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and now I see the way you look at me
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well I guess the thought would have been better left with me
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and then I see at the count of three
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You're already running away from me
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You let it go in hopes to show
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there's a chance for it to grow
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and now I find some piece of mind
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but then I'm always left behind
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and I hold my hands to the sky
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lord I pray and wonder why
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now I hold a thought in my hand
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I let it go gotta let it crawl and understand
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and now I see this space inside of me
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and it's welling up with another thought to be free
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and I see at the count of three
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it's already taken the shape in me
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I let it go gonna let it grow
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I've got to let you know
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and now I find some piece of mind
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Now the truth is oh so kind
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and I hold my hands to the sky
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lord I pray and wonder why
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lord I pray and wonder why
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lord I pray and wonder why
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lord I pray and wonder why
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A Thought
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| Trina Hamlin |
