Strike me down i'm worshipping an image Take my eyes they'll never see no better Still frames can't justify The shiver and the sigh When she moves when she moves Davinci threw his brushes down in anger Picasso threw his hands up in defeat A captive bird may sing But this one's on the wing When she moves when she moves Here i stand with lead in my heart and hands I cannot fly with her And i would speak her name but my tongue is numb And my brain is frozen She turns her head, a silver bell is ringing A gesture and fish leap into the air She walks, a symphony performing silently When she moves when she moves