| Don’t know what I’m thinking
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| But I can tell that something’s different tonight
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| These moments I can’t talk about
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| But I recall the joy I felt with such delight
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| I know that my heart’s been here before
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| But my mind could never find the words to say
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| How feeling so small yet so adored;
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| It takes me away
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| And I don’t believe that I could let it go, let it go
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| And I can’t believe that I would let it go, let it go
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| How weary had my heart become
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| How far-gone had my perception lost its sight
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| As bleak as I could see my life;
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| Simply worthless, yet pursued with endless strife
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| Oh, no
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| I know that my heart’s been here before
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| But my mind could never find the words to say
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| How feeling so small yet so adored;
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| It takes me away
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| And I don’t believe that I could let it go, let it go
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| And I can’t believe that I would let it go, let it go
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| It seems right to bear my own shame
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| But the mystery remains;
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| Despite all the world, we are haunted
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| By something we can’t explain;
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| Like a whisper in our ear
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| That just wants for us to hear a word of grace
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| I know that my heart’s been here before
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| But my mind could never find the words to say
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| How feeling so small yet so adored;
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| It takes me away
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| And I don’t believe that I could let it go, let it go
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| And I can’t believe that I would let it go, let it go
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| And I can’t believe that I would let it go, oh, let it go
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| And I don’t believe that I could let it go, let it go
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| Don’t let it go |