Song | The Way You Move Me |
Artist | Gretchen Peters |
Album | Circus Girl: The Best of Gretchen Peters |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
it’s something like grace | |
the way you look at me | |
kinda like you see me | |
in my finest hour | |
it’s something like church | |
the way it’s supposed to be | |
when I get down on my knees and feel the power | |
it’s kinda like a wildfire | |
burnin’ up the mountainside | |
it’s kinda like a freight train | |
comin’ off the track | |
it’s kinda like a freefall | |
the way i feel inside | |
when there ain’t no turning back | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i’ll never understand the way you move me | |
you left your words | |
all across my memory | |
you left your mark | |
like a burning brand | |
you left your fingerprints | |
all over me | |
and now you’re everywhere i am | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i’ll never understand the way you move me |
it' s something like grace | |
the way you look at me | |
kinda like you see me | |
in my finest hour | |
it' s something like church | |
the way it' s supposed to be | |
when I get down on my knees and feel the power | |
it' s kinda like a wildfire | |
burnin' up the mountainside | |
it' s kinda like a freight train | |
comin' off the track | |
it' s kinda like a freefall | |
the way i feel inside | |
when there ain' t no turning back | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i' ll never understand the way you move me | |
you left your words | |
all across my memory | |
you left your mark | |
like a burning brand | |
you left your fingerprints | |
all over me | |
and now you' re everywhere i am | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i' ll never understand the way you move me |
it' s something like grace | |
the way you look at me | |
kinda like you see me | |
in my finest hour | |
it' s something like church | |
the way it' s supposed to be | |
when I get down on my knees and feel the power | |
it' s kinda like a wildfire | |
burnin' up the mountainside | |
it' s kinda like a freight train | |
comin' off the track | |
it' s kinda like a freefall | |
the way i feel inside | |
when there ain' t no turning back | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i' ll never understand the way you move me | |
you left your words | |
all across my memory | |
you left your mark | |
like a burning brand | |
you left your fingerprints | |
all over me | |
and now you' re everywhere i am | |
if i cried a thousand tears | |
if i lived a thousand years | |
i could never find a way to make you see | |
i' ll never understand the way you move me |