A bit of philosophical adaptation to the loss of love and getting over it.
I wanted to take control of personal acceptance and rebounding psychically after a bout or few with the loss of love. Bittersweet expresses what I experienced and told myself while working to, "... get over it ...".
Bittersweet the Wind, whispering your name
as the rain was soft coming down
It sounded so right, I listened once again
But then I didn't hear a sound
There are some things I've learned
from love that was too strong
in ways I just didn't understand
As the pages turned in a story going wrong
Letting go was loving in the end
As I let you go I seemed to crash and burn
as though my soul were on the line
Because I didn't know what I had to learn
That loving you was just a state of mind
I know you're gone, gone from me forever
I'll love again, at least I don't say never
A new day comes with dawn the sun will dry the rain
And I'm really happy on my own
I didn't need the pain, life is moving on
And solitude feels best when you're alone
Bittersweet, the Wind, whispering your name
As the rain is soft coming down
When an old love dies it will never live again
And you can't let the memories get you down
Bittersweet, the Wind, go on blow away
Blow them damn old memories out of town.