I could be mine, you could be yours, Back to the way that I was before. Spilling the wine, no longer torn, Back to the way that you were before. Give it up, we're out of touch, This isn't the summer '24. Cut it off, you did your damage, It isn't romantic, no. Ooh, I got a feeling that I won't look back, This isn't a dead end street. Ooh, I've got some healing, I'm not going back. Ooh, I got a feeling. I could be mine, you could be yours, Back to the way that I was before. Spilling the wine, no longer torn, Back to the way that you were before. And then you say we could have changed, But you just love to catch your own replay. So, I will be mine, you will be yours, Leaving you with the riverside. Daydream called it quits now, baby, Do you think about, think about all your quick lies, baby, Hope it hits you daily. Ooh, I got a feeling that I won't look back. Ooh, I've got some healing, I'm not going back. Ooh, I got a feeling. No smiling, no wine, no romantic tour, Back to the way that you were before. You said you got a new chain, But you left your old thing. So, I will be mine, you can be yours, Back to the way that I was before.