Moving On 

Written in January of 1996 in Edmonton, Alberta

I’ve lost my wallet
I’ve lost my key
And some things you lose you’re desperately trying to keep
I’ve lost my direction
But I know where I’m bound
To that room of recollection
When there’s no one else but me around

I’m moving on
But I’d like to sing another song for you
I’m moving on
But I’d like to sing another song for you

You can make your wish on some long gone shooting star
But all I can offer you is this
I’ve got a full tank of gas and plenty of room in my car
We can make our run for the border,
Drink cheap wine like it was water
And somewhere in the back of my mind
I wish that you would

Now I hope that you find happiness and comfort in those closest to you
Because, home is where the heart is
A cliche, I know, but none the less still true

I’m moving on
But I’d like to sing another song for you
I’m moving on
But I’d like to sing another song for you

For you

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