I was afraid of losing what I had Feared the thought of uncertainty My heart refused to forget the past Didn't want to embrace reality It took time before I finally surrendered It's still a process of trying to remember That some things must leave Even those that promised no end Some things have to go, go, go, go So I can grow, grow, grow, grow Then I can glow, glow, glow, glow And slowly I'm starting to learn The art of letting go Our stories were all written by one hand This was part of a greater plan, hmm Mama, you were right when you said "The only way you'll know if you've truly loved Is when you've learned to set them free" So I'll let you be Some things have to go, go, go, go So they can grow, grow, grow, grow Then they can glow, glow, glow, glow And slowly I'm starting to learn The art of letting go The art of letting go Truth is Beautiful things end As better ones bloom in replace Some things were never supposed to stay But I know I'm gonna be okay