I haven’t met the new me yet

I haven’t met the new me yet

She will look at life with colour, instead of a shade of sullen grey

She will smile up at the sun and dance in the rain

I haven’t met the new me yet

The new me will look at her father

And forgive all his endless sins

She will take the hand of her ex best friend

And invite her in for a cup of sweet tea

I haven’t met the new me yet

She will pick up strands of courage

Until she has a big, beautiful pile

And shout from the roof tops

“I loved you in secret for far too long!”

Even if he may never love her back

But it’s okay,

I haven’t met the new me yet