Quiet Moves
Rhythm pounds and ascending chords are all I hear
A voice that tells me, I can't dance won't disappear
Seconds are making my heart and my head go baddum, baddum, baddum
Having you here makes that all go away
It's amazing how you dance, it's never a lie
Picking out imperfect steps to put them in time
All of your life on those ten thousand hours while the seasons are changing
Having you here makes that all go away
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
You had to learn to fend for yourself when you were young
You don't need those grown up toys so many rely on
Your endless journeys and adventures always hummed, but never sung
While everyone wants their names in lights
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
Who you are
Who you are
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
Who you are
Who you are
A voice that tells me, I can't dance won't disappear
Seconds are making my heart and my head go baddum, baddum, baddum
Having you here makes that all go away
It's amazing how you dance, it's never a lie
Picking out imperfect steps to put them in time
All of your life on those ten thousand hours while the seasons are changing
Having you here makes that all go away
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
You had to learn to fend for yourself when you were young
You don't need those grown up toys so many rely on
Your endless journeys and adventures always hummed, but never sung
While everyone wants their names in lights
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
Who you are
Who you are
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
And I like your quiet moves
Speak of the day and the way you sit
And the things you choose
Subtle and quiet by a fire
Growing up in England made you who you are
Who you are
Who you are
Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Kuhn, Katie Melua, William Taylor
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