"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."