My words in your mouth, finishing my phrase
It’s no surprise
That over these last four thousand days
You have [bad word] the one who can read my eyes

Darlin’ you see
The fear in me
And how I’d finally be
If I were willing to let it go

My hand in your hand underneath the table
Keeps [bad word] Somehow you understand that I am more able than I know
Brave enough to let it go

Darlin’ you see
The fear in me
And how I’ll finally be
When I am willing to let it go

I don’t want to hold on tight to the
Ways that bring the death of me
Do the same thing over and over again
Expecting something different
You untether me…

Darlin’ I see
The fear in me
And now I’m finally willing to let it go