; i'm almost over you

I saw an old friend of ours today. She asked about you, and I didn't quite know what to say. Heard you've been making the rounds round here, while I've been trying to make tears disappear.

Now, I'm almost over you. I've almost shook these blues. So when you come back around, after painting the town, you'll see I'm almost over you.

You're such a sly one with your cold heart. Maybe leaving came easy, but it tore me apart. Time heals all wounds they say, and I should know cos it seems like forever but I'm letting you go.

I can forgive you and soon I'll forget all my shattered dreams. Although you left me with nothing to show for the misery.