i never know what's in my hand
until i lose my grip
i only see what i don't have
and try to grab too quick
while my hand lies idle empty
there's nothing in my palm
i finally see what was missing
it was right here all along
lost my patience so long ago
waited forever for all i know
there's all to gain but there's nothing to show
i've lost it all but still--still i grow
my hand now is always open
all the world it will touch
touch all i see love all i have
no fist could do so much!