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

INVIA LE CORREZIONI