The Way You Move Me

Ain't no song playing, but I feel the groove. It's just. . .

the way you move me.

You don't need to touch me, don't need no line.

Just the sound of your walk sends shivers up my spine.

Like a sweet vibration from across the room,

I start swaying slow to an unseen tune.

It's the way you smile without even trying, like the sun came down, no need for signing.

My heart takes the lead, and my steps fall through.

I don't move myself, it's the way you move me.

Oh, the way you move me, it's out of my hands.

Like I'm caught in a rhythm only my soul understands.

No push, no pull, no sweet decree.

I just go where you go, that's the way you move me.

I've danced to records,

I've danced for fun.

But this is deeper, like breath, like drum.

No spotlight here, just your silent cue, and every note of me follows through.

Like a tide to the moon, like smoke to flame.

You don't say nothing, but I feel your name.

It's grace, it's heat, it's calm, it's free.

It's more than a dance, it's how you move me.

Oh, the way you move me, I lose all fight.

Like shadows dancing slow in the pale streetlight.

No map, no beat, no guarantee.

Just your look, and suddenly—that's the way you move me.

Don't stop now, I'm floating free.

Ain't no plan, just melody. I'm gone, baby, can't you see?

It's the way you move me.