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