just let go

these are the hands that held your face
these are the eyes that saw you true
how can i bear to leave this place
when i have nothing left to lose 

     just let go   just let go

i am a caretaker on this land
i am a sexton at the grave
tired of gambling with a losing hand
if it's too painful, then look away

     just let go   just let go
here is the spring that feeds the lake
here is the house built by my brother
and this the path that we did take
the day that you became my lover
     just let go   just let go
pretty the lamp that lights your way
pretty the light they call the gloaming
how can i bear to leave this place
when i have always called it home
     just let go   just let go

karen savoca
©2005 Alcove Music/BMI