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