When it began We were staring at the sun Your hand in my hand And all loneliness was gone Whirlwinds and hurricanes We had for breakfast everyday It could be a fairytale So why haven't you read the screenplay? You tried to remake me for your own But I hate all commitments 'Cause I will keep on moving 'Cause I will keep on moving 'Cause I will keep on moving 'Cause I will keep on moving Today you're a madam from a higher society rank Summer home in California And maybe millions in the bank Your well-heeled gangsta husband Forces you to satisfy him No no, I still can not grasp How did you get on this margin You tried to remake me for your own But I hate all commitments 'Cause I will keep on moving 'Cause I will keep on moving I'm running, running, running away Move, move, moving Move, move, moving Oh, keep on moving Move, move, moving Keep on moving