Moved On Video (MV)

We stay up late
Talking about life
Talking about sorrow
And what it means to love
We stay up late
Looking at the stars
Looking at me
And something in me
Started to believe
God closed that door a
Long, long time ago
And I've broken my fingernails
Trying to pry it open
But maybe it's finally time
To move on
We weren't a love poem
Crafted by some underground Shakespeare
So maybe it's time to stop pretending that was so
He calls me pretty so easily
It's not hard for him to say I'm funny
And he likes spending time with me
You made it seem so hard
But maybe it really is easy to love me
God closed that door a
Long, long time ago
And I've broken my fingernails
Trying to pry it open
But maybe it's finally time
To move on
I see God in his eyes
And I never did yours
I see a new dawn
And I think I've moved on
With someone who really likes me
I've moved on
I've moved on
I've moved on
I've moved on