Moving On

Clothes are flying through the room

All this stuff piles on

Our eyes avoiding each others

Awhile we sit down

And we talk, until there’s no point, moving on

Whatever we’re thinking

Whatever we’re saying loud,

Moving on, Moving on, Moving on

Whatever we’re hoping

Whatever we’re counting on,

Moving on, Moving on, Moving on

You hope that we could find ourselves

Despite what went on

Sealed lips and holding on your breath

Stare at me right now

But you know, there’s no coming back, (I’m) moving on

Whatever you’re pleading

You known I’ll be going, I’m

Moving on, Moving on, Moving on

For (the) last time I’m looking

At what we could have been, I’m

Moving on, Moving on, Moving on