once again I have found myself alone
time to sit back and see what I've become
turned to someone who walked down the same road
wondering where I went wrong
and she said

"he might bring you flowers or write you love letters
he might hold you close every night
but take it from someone who's been there before
it's not in a smile
it's not in a kiss
there's one thing to hold onto
when you're with him

can you sing out?
can you breath in?
what do you know,
what do you dream?
what kind of life
has this come to be?"

looking back, I can see the way we were
how he broke me to keep me
gave him something that he could not return
but I'm finding it now as I sing

I'll buy myself flowers
I don't need love letters
I kind of like sleeping alone in the night
I say this as someone who's been there before
it's not in a smile
it's not in a kiss
there's one thing to hold onto
when you're with him

can you sing out?
can you breathe in?
what do you know,
what do you dream?
what kind of life
has this come to be?

looking up, I can see the day will come
I'll meet someone who walks right by my side
holds me sometimes and watches as I run
we'll be free and alive
so go on

buy me a flower or write me a letter
you can hold me so close in the night
I'll remember the one thing that matters is
I need to keep feeling free and alive
feeling free and alive
we need to keep feeling happy and free and alive
feeling free and alive

when I'm with you
I can sing out
I can breathe in
and now I know
at night when I dream
I'll dream of the life that I've come to lead