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)