Ive nearly come undone
Cause I know there is something better
I done had my fun and I know
That Ill forget her
So maybe I was young
Too young, too young for promises
The wedding bells have rung,
And I aint so proud of what I did
Oh no,
And Im gonna be moving on
Turn on the radio
And your wind keeps blowin on
I aint ashamed to say
That I loved you the best I could
I think its safe to say
That I must be misunderstood
But its 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 Im gonna be moving on
Turn on the radio
And your wind keeps blowin on
The things I used to do,
I just cant do them no more
The things I could forget
Are now the things I cant ignore
Theres something on my mind
These thoughts, these thoughts I cannot k**
I keep the past behind,
and my feet cant stand to be standing still
and Im gonna be moving on
turn on the radio
and your wind keeps blowin on
and on and on