Moving on
I’ve got a heart that is made of gold;
It’s buried deep and it’s all that I know.
I’ve followed my heart to the end of the Earth
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt.
I keep moving on to another place;
Another name, another face,
Another love that will fade one day
And when we fall out of love I will begin again.
I haven’t got enough time to throw it all away,
But their love is always searching for a brand new face.
I’m only here so they can remember feeling good;
I’m their stepping stone, from single life to true love.
No part of love will I become,
Because to me love is a stranger and it ain’t no fun.
Nobody wants to have my love,
So I guess I’ll just keep on moving on.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: April 16th, 2017 03:03
- Category: Love
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