Now while the beat is slow

here in your arms I sway

now that the light is low

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

to someone else not me



(bridge)



can you let go?

'coz it's love that's 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

(repeat