Lyrics The One Thing - Caroline Smith

The One Thing

I was into you boy like, I thought, nothing else
You see, I keep falling too fast
I’d met no other man who had the same hands
Who worked them from day until night
Who worked them from holding me to picking fights
(fits of rage)
Coming to my face like nothing I have ever known
But fits of rage was something I could deal without so I had to let him go
You got to move on
You got to let him go
It’s never just the one thing and that’s how you know that you got to let him go
And my baby with the long hair, one of those artist types