Move On
David Gold
The woman will always leave the man.
You may come together, in the lust of summer
And she may stay with you, to see the autumn colours
And love you through the winter, in your warm and cozy home
But by the time that spring arrives, she'll be gone
The woman will always leave the man
Women move on, and men love forever
Women move on! Men move on
Women move on! Men! Move on!
Men, move on! Men, move on!
Men, move on! Men, move on