Child of Moving On - Caroline Smith

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 I’m 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 moving 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-killing me

And I am a child of moving on

Of moving on

And I am a kind

of a child

That is giving you

The benefit of a doubt

The kind

Of a child

That is roughing it sitting on down here

And working it all out

The kind

That is building a wall

And catching you fall

And after all

It’s a-clear that

There is something good here

And I am a child

Of movin on

Of moving on

Of moving 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

Cause 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

Giving you the benefit of a doubt

The kind of a child

That is roughing it sitting on down here

And working it all out

The kind that is building a wall

And catching you fall

And after all

It’s a-clear that

There’s something good here

And I am a child

Of moving on

Of moving it on

Of moving it on

Of moving on

Oh oh oh oh oh

Of moving on