I Let You Go

The flow'rs in the fields are dying

Cold wind's a-blowing, the geese are all a-flying

I look at you, you look at me

The questions knock, knock on the door

What will the answer be?

If I let you go, if you set me free

Will we ever know what we were meant to be?

If I don't let you go, if you don't set me free

Will we ever know what we were meant to be?

Snow's falling on the pine

Once I was yours and you were mine

I thought I was through, but I was still holding on

Seems like so many hands to let go, to move on

And love keeps circling round, keeps circling round

Breaking open our hearts till they fall on the ground

Seeds from a dying flower

Tossed by the wind and covered in the cold, cold snow

And love keeps circling round, keeps circling round

Everyday a little longer the sun's hanging around

Something was lost, something will be found

I look at you, you look at me

And I let you go, and you set me free

And love keeps circling round, keeps circling round

Breaking open our hearts till they fall on the ground

Seeds from a dying flower

Tossed by the wind and covered in the cold, cold snow

And love keeps circling round, keeps circling round


Words and Music by Sara Thomsen
© 2003 Sara Thomsen