I can't and won't be moved

When you are running out of stories to yank in your blog, write a song that meant something for you for the day.


Today, I'm the 'woman' who can't be moved.




Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am


Some try to hand me money they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I've been in love with you


Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street


So I'm not moving
I'm not moving


Policeman says son you can't stay here
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day a month a year
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go


People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world


Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me in the news
And you'll come running to the corner
Cause you'll know it's just for you


I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved



Try to make a u-turn once in a while as you go along. You'd still see me on my bended knees, clasping my hands and pray for you to just, for once, 'look' at me.