Testo Child Of Moving On

I
I thought I forgot you
I thought I forgot the way
That you looked at me

But you
You got it all
When you left me behind When you let me go

But now back
Back here to let you know
That what you did
Ain't something I can let go of

And I am a child
Of movin' on

And honey I swore
No more prayers
No more tears
And no more songs
I had to give it up
Cuz you had the style
(I give you that)
You had the eyes
(I give you that)
You had it all
But now it's gone
Now it's gone
Now it's gone
And I went all right with it baby

And every day you call
And every day you pick up the phone
It is a'killin' me

And I am a child of movin' on
Of movin' on

And I am a kind
of a child
That is givin' you
The benefit of a doubt
The kind
Of a child
That is roughin' it sittin' on down here
And workin' it all out

The kind
That is buildin' a wall
And catchin' you fall
And after all
It's a'clear that
There is somethin' good here

And I am a child
Of movin' on
Of movin' on
Of movin' on

And honey I swore
I would never write another song
I would never say another prayer
I would never give another look babe
I had to give it up
Give it up

Cuz you had the style
(I give you that)
You had the eye
(I give you that)
You had it all
But then you went and you
Gave it on up
You gave it on up

And now I am a kind
Of a child that is
Givin' you the benefit of a doubt
The kind of a child
That is roughin' it sittin' on down here
And workin' it all out
The kind that is buildin' a wall
And catchin' you fall

And after all
It's a'clear that
There's somethin' good here

And I am a child
Of movin' on
Of movin' it on
Of movin' it on
Of movin' on
Ohh
Of movin' on