Now while the beat is slow
here in your arms i sway
now that the light is low
theres something i want to say
I guess you've known it for a while
that i mean trouble
i only want to see you smile
and i burst this bubble
the hardest thing
is to let go
When love is real
like a flower
loves a bee
but i know you're meant
to give yourself
to someone else
not me
And i could carry on with you
does that sound crazy?
i think you feel the same way too
and you can't face it
the hardest thing
is to let go
But it's not defeat
when you set somebody free
and i know you're meant
to be yourself
with someone else
not me
Can you let go?
cause thats love thats real
like a flower loves a bee
and you know you're meant
to give yourself
to someone else
not me
Somebody else not me
meant for somebody else
not me