Move On

    Once again, and sometimes far too often, the head and the heart get into ugly little spats.  I don't exactly know why, maybe that is how the Creator intended things to be.  Or, maybe it is the power of the great Deceiver.  Quite possibly, it is just the way we are wired...I don't know.  Move On is dedicated to that ugly little spat.  Be it shortlived or lifelong, I think it is something everyone experiences, and sometimes you just gotta move on.  If anyone knows a group that could put it to music, that would be great!  myk

Livin’ with a pain and an echo in my heart

Of where she used to be – yeah she ripped my world apart

Now she’s gone and memories are all that’s left of her

Love’s a wicked game and there ain’t no bloody cure

[chorus]

Stand tough (stand tough), stand strong (stand strong)

Get over her and move your life along

You can’t hold on to something that refuses to be held

Love’s a wicked game that’ll rip you all to hell

Too many times we let fantasies prevail

They only serve to burn and they pierce like rusty nails

But you gotta let ‘em go or you’ll drive yourself insane

The struggle of the heart in a game against the brain

[chorus]

[bridge]

[Screamin’ guitar solo here – preferably by Ritchie Sambora of Bon Jovi]

Cuz you gotta keep a balance ‘tween what’s real and what ain’t

Love’s a waiting game – takes the patience of a Saint

But you’re gonna lose your soul if you give in to the game

Lady Luck or Love either way they’re just the same

[chorus]

Stand tough (stand tough), stand strong (stand strong)

Get over her and move your life along

Hell, you can’t hold on to something that leaves you wonderin’ what to do

So if you play that wicked game there won’t be nothin’ left of you

[outro]

Yes, love’s a wicked game, it is, it is

Love’s a wicked game, hell yeah!

Love’s a wicked game, ya can’t win, can’t win

Yeah love’s a wicked game….

Go on and give the wheel a spin…