Arlington Attic

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I could write a million songs to sing to you.
I could spend my money on diamonds and perfume.
I could sing you love songs on a moonlit starry night,
And I could say I love you baby but it wouldn’t come out right

She was young and lovely, she was pure as driven snow
She had all the answers and she wanted me to know
That she was my lady, she was the answer to my dreams
I just couldn’t listen, couldn’t hear the thoughts above the screams, I gotta keep….
Movin on, movin like before, I gotta keep movin on, get my ass up off the floor

Didn’t you think I’d miss my credit card,
Flush my money down the drain
I guess I’ll never get my records back,
I guess I’ve only me to blame,
I gotta keep movin on

It don’t really matter where I’m headin to,
Give me open highways and a thousand miles from you
I never saw it comin, I never saw the fire in her eyes
I never knew what hit me is it really any big surprise, I gotta keep movin on

You can clean out all my bank accounts,
And play your foolish little games
Put me back out on the streets again
I guess its only me to blame

I don’t see the purpose of stringin you along,
Perhaps you’ll get the message when ya hear me sing this song
I just couldn’t find it in my heart to let her go
Didn’t have it in me to tell her I gotta keep movin on

It don’t really matter where I’m headin to,
Give me open highways and a thousand miles from you
I never saw it comin I didn’t realize
I never knew what hit me…I gotta keep movin on