Baby Move On
Colin Goldring / Stewart Goldring
To touch you I'm afraid
To breathe the atmosphere
A lie I didn't want to know
A hard truth too hard for me
And I wanted to hold on
To what I didn't really know
A story I fear, oh, what did I ask you?
God, baby move on, or move out
Yes, baby, move on, or move out
Lost for some return
Conclusion not drawn
I have to wait for untold future
And for me, an actors' crossed you there
God, baby move on, or move out
Yes, baby, move on, or move out