What ravages of spirit
conjure this temptuous rage,
created you a monster,
broken by the rules of love,
and fate has led you through it,
you do what you have to do,
and fate has led you through it,
you do what you have to do...

But I have the sense to recognize,
that I don't know how to let you go.

Every moment marked with apparitions
of your soul,
I'm ever swiftly moving,
trying to escape this desire
the yearning to be near you.

I do what I have to do.
the yearning to be near you,
I do what I have to do.

But I have the sense to recognize
that I don't know how to let you go.
I don't know how to let you go.

A glowing ember,
burning hot,
burning slow,
deep within I'm shaken
by the violence of existing for only you.

I know I can't be with you.
I do what I have to do,
I know I can't be with you,
I do what I have to do.

But I have the sense to recognize,

that I don't know how to let you go.

don't know how to let you go,

don't know how to let you go,

I don't know how to let you go...


~~Sarah McLachlan