With a book laying open on my chest
And my jacket bunched into a pillow
I lay in swaying grass
And watch hundreds of clouds pass from the world below
And I wonder
If I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
And now I’ve got a song to prove it to you
Over, and over again
I see some animal shapes
And enormous faces smiling at me in the grass
I watch as airplanes fly through their white frames
Can you imagine moving that fast?
And I wonder
If I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
And now I’ve got a song to prove it to you
Over, and over, and over, and over again
And I wonder
If I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
And I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
And I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
And I’ve got the lungs to move them to you
‘Cause every move I make’s for moving towards you, oh
Oh