I’ll poor a glass and I’ll toast the past and be glad it ain’t like it was.
I’ll finally go through letters from you and toss out what’s left of us.
I’ll mend these broken wings that have kept me down
and I’ll  fly out of the blue
Yea, that’s what I’ll do, when I’m finally over you.

I’ll go out again to places we’ve been,  not afraid you might be there
But if I do run into you it’s ok,  I just won’t care
I’ll even take the time to say hello
And smile to hide what I’ve been through
Yea, that’s what I’ll do, when I’m finally over you.

And these plans I’m making for when and how
Well it’s the little things, that keep me going for now

There'll come a time when you come to mind I’ll laugh about the good old days
And tears won’t fall, when I recall, all the memories that we made.
I’ll put the all the anger and the pain behind
And pray to God you’re dreams come true
Yea, that’s what I’ll do…
Someday, that’s what I’ll do
I swear that’s what I’ll do….
When I’m finally over you…