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 kill 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