Hands on My Own
Lyrics
Intro
Some things are ours to carry.
Some things are ours to release.
One breath at a time.
Verse 1
I used to wrestle every wave till my hands went numb,
Tried to make the whole world move where I wanted it to come.
Kept a list of every wrong, every word I couldn't change,
Then I wore that list like armor, let it harden into blame.
In recovery, I’m learning there’s a line I have to see:
What belongs to someone else, and what belongs to me.
I can’t steer another heart, can’t rewrite another day,
But I can meet my own decisions, choose a better way.
When I stumble, I can name it; I don’t have to disappear.
I can ask for help out loud; I can let the truth be clear.
Not a promise I’ll be perfect, not a claim I’ve got it solved—
Just the courage to stay present while the old knots start to loosen.
Chorus
Help me accept what I can’t control,
Face what has happened, keep my hands on my own.
For the choices they make, I release my demand;
For the harm that I caused, I will do what I can.
Higher Power, set my thinking straight,
Give me patience for the lessons I can’t force or chase.
Through prayer, through stillness, I can loosen my hold—
One honest day at a time, I’m learning to let go.
Verse 2
Somebody may choose a road I would never understand,
I can love them, keep a boundary, leave their choices in their hands.
I don’t have to call it fair; I don’t have to call it right.
I can stop rehearsing arguments that keep me up at night.
Then I turn toward my own part, even when it stings to look:
Where I bent the truth for comfort, where I took more than I took.
I can make amends with care, not demand that wounds be healed;
I can honor what was broken by the actions I concealed.
When the answer doesn’t come, I can sit and breathe awhile,
Let the silence hold the question, let the pressure lose its trial.
Ask for wisdom, seek direction, take the next small step I know;
I’m not asked to run the ending—only choose the way I go.
Chorus
Help me accept what I can’t control,
Face what has happened, keep my hands on my own.
For the choices they make, I release my demand;
For the harm that I caused, I will do what I can.
Higher Power, set my thinking straight,
Give me patience for the lessons I can’t force or chase.
Through prayer, through stillness, I can loosen my hold—
One honest day at a time, I’m learning to let go.
Verse 3
When the old fear starts talking, saying, “Fix it all tonight,”
I remember there’s a meeting, there’s a friend who’ll take the call.
There’s a chair, there’s a quiet room, there’s a breath beneath the noise;
There’s a choice to pause a moment before I use my voice.
I can ask my Higher Power, “Show me what I need to see.
Straighten out the thoughts that twist; make some room inside of me.”
Maybe learning means forgiving; maybe learning means a no.
Maybe understanding comes in pieces, slow and small, not all at once.
I can grieve what I can’t change without surrendering my care;
I can trust another morning while I’m standing in the here.
The past can teach, but it can’t drive; the future isn’t mine to own.
I keep showing up with open hands and take the next right road.
Bridge
I release the verdict.
I release the need to know.
I ask for strength to see my part,
And grace to let the rest go.
In the quiet, I can listen.
In the asking, I can grow.
Final Chorus
Help me accept what I can’t control,
Face what has happened, keep my hands on my own.
For the choices they make, I release my demand;
For the harm that I caused, I will do what I can.
Higher Power, set my thinking straight,
Give me patience for the lessons I can’t force or chase.
Through prayer, through stillness, I can loosen my hold—
One honest day at a time, I’m learning to let go.
One honest day at a time, I’m learning to let go.
Outro
I’ll do my part.
I’ll ask for help.
I’ll leave the rest
In hands beyond myself.