Mending each day at a time
Less and less thoughts of you
Must tell myself and reiterate
There's nothing I can do
Move on.... I say,
Move on..
Get out and just stay busy
Get involved withe the community
Sitting at home is no good for you
The thoughts will come back you'll see
Move on.... I say,
Move on..
When I read the words you say to me
Trying to get under my skin
I keep my word impeccable
Do my best as not to sin
Move on.... I say,
Move on..
I once told you love
When I have nothing to say back
My caring about you and pain is gone
Just smoking down the tracks
Move on.... You'd say
Move on..
© Oscar Robles
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