You came along when my self esteem
Was at it's lowest ebb
And from time to time you still crop up in dreams
So I guess you're still in my head
Relinquishing control
And getting lost in the moment
Jumping in with such haste
And looking back now
I wish that I could somehow
Go back to that time and place
And on that note
That I wrote
I mis-spelt your name, I thought it was fitting
Letting go
And grasping hold
Is a beautiful thing
That night when you
Had tears flowing from your eyes
They came without a warning
And then I too
Had to traipse off and cry
So it's the same old story
Oh when you reached out for me
Well in all honesty
I thought it was a shoo in
I just wish that I'd had the strength
To act like more of a friend
And that I'd known what I was doing
And on that note
That I wrote
I mis-spelt your name, I thought it was fitting
Letting go
And grasping hold
Is a beautiful thing
