Let Go

She was born on a mystery drive

With a strong will and elusive eyes

And I asked her, what is your intention

She said I'm gonna raise us to the fourth dimension

If you can just if you can just let go

Sunday morning she's lying in my bed

She's sketching a portrait of me in her head

And I'm as naked as the day I was born

Leave your tattered clothes and the mask you've worn

And just, you can just let go