The One Thing Songtext
von Caroline Smith

I was into you, boy, like I thought nothing else
You see I keep falling, falling too fast
See, I met no other man who had the same hands
Worked them from day until night
Worked them from holding me to picking fights

Fits of rage are coming to my face
Like nothing I have ever known
But fits of rage was something I could deal without
So I had to let him go


You′ve got to move on, yeah
You've got to let him go
Is there just one thing?
And that′s how you know
That you've got to let him go

And my baby with the long hair, one of those artist types
Probably the finest man I'll have ever in my lifetime
See, I met no other man who had the same style
But now I know it′s impossible to look that good and still have a life

Up in the mirror, checking out himself
When he should′ve been
Up in the mirror, checking out this woman
Waiting for him right in front of him, oh


You've got to move on, yeah
You′ve got to let him go
Is there just one thing?
And that's how you know
That you′ve got to let him go
Let him go