I have been existing like I’m barely living
Buried in this pit that I’ve been shoving
Hit by a hammer, my will is breaking,
I just can’t bear this yoke anymore.

All my fine dreams and well-laid plans,
Have all slipped through my clasped hands.

So I’m letting go of my grip now,
To fully trust You somehow.
What’s left to do? The air that I breathe belongs to You.
If the rainbow don’t come it’s way,
Your love Father, here’s to stay.
So I’m gonna let it be, I’m gonna let it go.

At last I’m breathing.
This tunnel may be dark, but I’m finally perceiving.
There’s a flicker of light, and now I’m believing,
That yesterday’s gone, to tomorrow’s radiance, I’m drawn.

Cause all my fine dreams and well-laid plans,
Falls into right places when placed in Your hands.

So I’m letting go of my grip now,
To fully trust You somehow.
What’s left to do? The air that I breathe belongs to You.
If the rainbow don’t come it’s way,
Your love Father, here’s to stay.
So I’m gonna let it be, I’m gonna let it go.

So I’m letting go of my grip now,
To fully trust You somehow.
What’s left to do? The air that I breathe belongs to You.
If the rainbow don’t come it’s way,
Your love Father, here’s to stay.
So I’m gonna let it be, I’m gonna let it go.

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