There must have been something I missed along this lonely walk tonight.
Maybe a memo was written in the stars that I just didn't quite understand.
Perhaps I'm supposed to simply stand and watch you disappear into the fading light.
Try as I might it's become clear, it's time I let go of my grip on your hand.
There's a whisper in my mind, you can't save everyone single one.
Sometimes no matter what you do they have to fall to pieces on their own.
It's not up to you to heal every heart that has been undone.
There are hills to climb and crowded streets that have to be walked alone.
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