I? ve nearly come undone
Cause I know there is something better
I done had my fun and I know
That I? ll forget her
So maybe I was young
Too young, too young for promises
The wedding bells have rung,
And I ain? t so proud of what I did
Oh no,
And I? m gonna be moving on
Turn on the radio
And your wind keeps blowin? on
I ain? t ashamed to say
That I loved you the best I could
I think it? s safe to say
That I must be misunderstood
But it? s a lonesome song
My heart, my heart is filled with greed?
Tell my boy I was wrong,
But my daddy did the same old thing to me
And I? m gonna be moving on
Turn on the radio
And your wind keeps blowin? on
The things I used to do,
I just can? t do them no more
The things I could forget
Are now the things I can? t ignore
There? s something on my mind
These thoughts, these thoughts I cannot kill
I keep the past behind,
and my feet can? t stand to be standing still
and I? m gonna be moving on
turn on the radio
and your wind keeps blowin? on
and on and on
