Throw It Away (Inst.) - Jeffery Smith

Composer：Abbey Lincoln

I think about the life I live

A figure made of clay

And think about the things I lost

The things I gave away

And when I'm in a certain mood

I search my house and lot

One night I found these magic words

In a magic book

Throw it away

Throw it away

Give it your love your life

Each and everyday

And keep your hand wide open

Let the sunshine through

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

There's a hand to rock the cradle

And a hand to help us stand

With a gentle kind of motion

As it moves across the land

And the hand unclenched and open

Gifts of love and life it brings

So keep your hand wide open

If you're needing anything

Throw it away

Throw it away

Give your love live your life

Each and everyday

And keep your hand wide open

Let the sunshine through

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

Throw it away

Throw it away

Give your love live your life

Each and everyday

And keep your hand wide open

Just let the sunshine through

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

You can never ever lose a thing

If it belongs to you

You can never ever lose a thing

When it belongs to you

To you