"If you love somebody, set them free,
If they return to you, it was meant to be."
That's what everyone always says,
And somehow I know that's for the best.
But I can't let him go – I know, I've tried,
And I've run out of places to hide.
I wish he would speak to me again, just once,
Though I know he won't; I'm not a dunce.
I said that I loved him, and he let me down.
I hate him for what he did right now.
He's so wrong for me, and I know it, too,
But I love him; there's nothing I can do.
"If you love somebody, set them free,"
That's what they're always telling me.
And I know inside that it's true…
"If it was meant to be, he'll return to you."