Kimo Sounds - Let Them Leave

A tree bends when the wind arrives
It never once asks the wind to stay
So why do
I stand here begging a storm
To turn around and choose to change its way
Chasing was never proof of love
It was only proof
I doubted my own worth
And worth was never mine to argue for
It was already here since the day of my birth
Let them leave, let them go
The kindest hand is the one held open