I wrote this on a bus ride to go caving during winter break, so not much time was really spent on it. But I thought I'd share! Won't Let Go Staring at the cold hard ground Seems a little like my heart these days It didnt used to be that way Finding life in the littlest things Thats all ive got, all that i can think to make me smile Its been a while Days they roll on by, Getting longer and longer, i Am getting restless Can we be us yet? And I find your heart in the smallest places In memories, in familiar faces Oh ohoh, this grip wont let go I feel your soul in the birds and the trees, In the daisies by the flowing streams And oh ohoh, this grip wont let go I just cant let go Im sighing more than I think I should And the remedy, is going back to the wood. Pack up your bags and come along with me We'd be going to a place built on mystery Where sunlight trumps every shade of gray Hear the hum of the world and feel the day Feel the day And I find your heart in the smallest places In memories, in familiar faces Oh ohoh, this grip wont let go I feel your soul in the birds and the trees, In the daisies by the flowing streams And oh ohoh, this grip wont let go I just cant let go No i won't let, go.