It's not over that I cry, but you might think it is.
It's not you I am talking about in various conversation.
But you under this impression it is.

As much pain you put me through, it has faded away.
As much trouble you bought to me.
Now it's just a dream of yesterday.

Something I'm no longer thinking about in my life.
Yes, it's not over you that I cry, but you must think it is.

These just tears of joy streaming down my face.
Because at this present moment, I'm in a happy place.