Seasons

I've been livin' with my hands tightly locked Around things I'd rather not let go I've been searching for a reason to hold on But I'm finding they're all gone, no trace Oh, the flowers die and grow And the seasons come and go And I might just hear a "no" from the Lord Oh, but my heart's in His hands And I know He's got a plan And he's not finished yet with my heart It's just the start, the start Lord, I'm asking you to loosen up my grasp So that I can just move past, how I feel I'd like to live at peace and be just as enthralled With your "yes," and "not at all" the same Oh, the flowers die and grow And the seasons come and go And I might just hear a "no" from the Lord Oh, but my heart's in His hands And I know He's got a plan And he's not finished yet with my heart It's just the start, the start I'll trust what you have said: It's all for my good in the end Oh, the flowers die and grow And the seasons come and go And I might just hear a "no" from the Lord Oh, but my heart's in His hands And I know He's got a plan And he's not finished yet with my heart It's just the start, the start The start