Move

Shake, shake, quiver, quiver
Been awaken by a cold shiver
Wind blows change, change
Sweet rushing through my veins
Good Lord, I just might die
Taken over by the high tide
Feel the rain against my skin
Drown my soul in the water again
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Let the . make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me

Mmm.

Shake, shake, should have learned
Get too close and you might get burned but
Sweet heat and the sweet lies
So betrayed by the look in your eyes
Good Lord I know so well
Wanna get to heaven with a taste of hell
On my lips and down within
Drown my soul, baby let it begin
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Let the . make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me

Give me two hands I can hold
I'll tell you things I've never told
If you Move on me
If you move on me, yeah
I need something i can feel
Something pure, something real
Move on me, make a move on me, make a move on me
Make a move on me

Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
I think you are to make a move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Move on me



Credits
Writer(s): John Stephens, Finian Greenall
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