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