"Move" lyrics
(feat. Fink)
(from "12 Years a Slave" soundtrack)
Shake, shake, quiver, quiver
Been awakened by a cold shiver
Winds blow and 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 ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Let the water make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Shake, shake, I shoulda learned
Get too close and I might get burned
By the sweet heat, the sweet light
So betrayed by the look in your eyes
Good Lord I know so well
I wanna get to heaven with a taste of hell
Still on my lips and down within
Quench my soul, in your water again
Oh, in your water again
C'mon and move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Let the water make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought 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 oh
I need something that I can feel
Something pure, something real
Move on me, make a move on me
Make a move on me, won't you
Make a move on me, won't you
Make a move on me
Make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Move on me, move on me
Been awakened by a cold shiver
Winds blow and 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 ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Let the water make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Shake, shake, I shoulda learned
Get too close and I might get burned
By the sweet heat, the sweet light
So betrayed by the look in your eyes
Good Lord I know so well
I wanna get to heaven with a taste of hell
Still on my lips and down within
Quench my soul, in your water again
Oh, in your water again
C'mon and move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Let the water make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought 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 oh
I need something that I can feel
Something pure, something real
Move on me, make a move on me
Make a move on me, won't you
Make a move on me, won't you
Make a move on me
Make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
I think you ought to make a move on me
Move on me, move on me
Move on me, move on me
Thanks to Sydney Scott for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): John Stephens, Finian Greenall
