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frank watkinson - why did you let go of my hand. lyrics

[verse 1]
it sits upon the mantlepiece in a bargain bas+m+nt plastic frame
it was your first love letter and i couldn’t just throw it away
and i sometimes read it to myself, every now and then
and trying to hold back the tears, i travel back, to way back when

[verse 2]
and i still keep the small brown urn
they gave to me after you were burned
empty as the contents now, rest in a field of golden ferns
some days when i’m not at my best, i hold it to my chest real tight close my eyes, picture your face and i whisper goodnight
[chorus]
we had so many plans, we had so much to give
i really thought that we would make it to the end
and i’ll never ever understand for as long as i live
what made you let go of my hand

[verse 3]
i keep that pure white wedding album
out on the dresser for display
and i recall every single magical second of that day
“in sickness and in health, till death do us part”
we spoke those lines and i knew that i would love you
until the end of time

[verse 4]
but sickness can manifest in so many different ways
and yours wasn’t purely physical, no pill would make it go away
and if only you had opened up and just confided in me
maybe we could have found a better way to ease your misery

[chorus]
we had so many plans, we had so much to give
i really thought that we would make it to the end
oh and i’ll never ever understand for as long as i live
what made you let go of my hand
[verse 5]
scribbled on the back page of that album is your last note
i can’t imagine what you were going through
as i read the words you wrote
just the shortest little sentence that still fills my heart with dread
no long explanation, “i’m sorry” is all you said

[chorus]
we had so many plans, we had so much to give
i really thought that we would make it to the end
and i’ll never ever understand for as long as i live
what made you let go of my hand
what made you let go of my hand
oh why did you let go of my hand?
to this day, i’ll never understand

- frank watkinson lyrics

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