Andy Gullahorn Let It Go
You're holding on to anger like it was your momma's hand
Holding on to hope it would lead you home again
Then you wake up all alone to find you're in a foreign land
So when you see what good the holding on has been
Let it go
You're holding on to dreams that you adopted as a kid
You always do what's right when you were loved for what you did
Then there's only room for failure if you throw them off the scent
So if you're holding on to hiding it again
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Sometimes letting go feels like dying
With no one there to roll away the stone
But before you know it, you are flying
Resurrected to a life you've never known
You're holding to an image of a disconnecting God
Who needs to be protected from the darkness in your heart
Who waits for you to sober up before he gives his love
I think God would say that if that's who he was
Then, let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
