While you're thinking it over Spare a thought for me Little boys make so much noise About nothing, naturally I try to cling to your love, but I know I'm always letting go
It's just like sand-grains slipping through my hands I tried to work it out But I'll never understand And just when I think "at last I've caught hold" I lose my grip and let go
There's a light in the distance beaming down at me Lights up things I'm looking for But I'm too blind to see I'll return all the love that I stole
I'm always letting go I'm always letting go I'm always letting go
