My phone rings and my machine picks up
How many times is that today?
That you've called me just to say hello
And I say I've been doing okay
I missed you, now I don't
I gave in, now I won't
I loved you, now I can't
put my heart through all that again
Sometimes gone is really gone
Sometimes baby people just move on
And letting go means letting go
And I did, but you won't, let go
No I haven't found somebody else
Maybe I'm not ready yet
I'm not saying that I want you back
That's a past, please understand
I missed you, now I don't
I gave in, now I won't
I loved you, now I can't
put my heart through all that again
Sometimes gone is really gone
Sometimes baby people just move on
And letting go means letting go
And I did, but you won't, no you won't
I missed you, now I don't
I gave in, now I won't
I loved you, now I can't
put my heart through all that again
The clouds have lifted and the sun is brightly shining. My head is clearing as well, and my eyes are beginning to see the beauty of the light. Promise. Hope. Happiness.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
And, I'll get there....one teardrop at a time.
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