I’m happy
For the way we are
Although you can make me happier
Then why should I cry now?
Will a teardrop be worthwhile?
I settle for less now
I’ve dried my tears anyway
There’s nothing I can say or do
To change your blinded mind
It’s in your hand to decide
I’m letting go of what’s empty all along
I’m cleaning up the mess
I’m mending my broken heart
I’m moving on
At least, I’m trying to…
For the way we are
Although you can make me happier
Then why should I cry now?
Will a teardrop be worthwhile?
I settle for less now
I’ve dried my tears anyway
There’s nothing I can say or do
To change your blinded mind
It’s in your hand to decide
I’m letting go of what’s empty all along
I’m cleaning up the mess
I’m mending my broken heart
I’m moving on
At least, I’m trying to…
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