Roches - Move Lyrics
SundayCold weatherHome, thats where Ill stayOk I admit itIve been driftingDreaming the hours awayDreamin of loveThe gentle kindI dont have to prove myselfAll of the timeWorkingYears at a jobBurning for a raiseLets face itIm no go getterWorthy of a bosss praiseWorthy of loveThe unusual kindI dont have to prove myselfAll of the timeAt the bus stop when the evening fallsResting there until the driver callsHurry it up now hurry it up and move, ladyMagicIts a shiny trainStealing away in the windI cant catch itSo I close my eyesFeel it against my skinFeeling that loveYoure a friend of mineI dont have to prove myselfAll of the timeAt the bus stop in the hazy dawnCome on mister one last lazy yawnHurry it up now hurry it up and move, lady