Lyrics

Stepped into the garden after midnight For a taste of some white light Like I had had before Talked to the master at the prayer gate Sat at his feet and his stone cape And tried to breathe his theme I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me We met and shared a bottle at the J. Clyde I liked his mind, I liked his sweet smile And things were fresh and new That summer night he lead me to the river After the swim I sat and shivered I waited for the kiss I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me You keep the tea cups You keep the t-shirts You keep the numbers You keep the notes You take a walk now You make a phone call You pull your hair back You love your fun You love your fun You love your fun, ohh I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me I was ready to move I was ready to move Come on, come on and move me
Writer(s): Celeste Krishna, James Hollingsworth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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