A hot and windy August afternoon has the trees in constant motion
With a flash of silver leaves as they're rocking in the breeze
The boy lies in the grass with one blade stuck between his teeth

Vague sensation quickens in his young restless heart
And a bright and nameless vision has him longing to depart


You move me, you move me
With your buildings and your eyes
Autumn woods and winter skies

You move me, you move me
Open sea and city lights
Busy streets and dizzy heights

Call me, you call me

The fawn eyed girl with sun browned legs dances on the edge of his dream

And her voice rings in his ears like the music of the spheres
The boy lies in the grass, unmoving staring at the sky
His mother starts to call him as a hawk goes soaring by

And the boy pulls down his baseball cap and covers up his eyes

You move me, you move me

With your buildings and your eyes
Autumn woods and winter skies
You move me, you move me

Open sea and city lights
Busy streets and dizzy heights
You call me, you call me


Too many hands on my time, too many feelings
Too many things on my mind

When I leave I don't know what I'm hoping to find
And when I leave I don't know what I'm leaving behind


When I leave I don't know what I'm hoping to find
And when I leave I don't know what I'm leaving behind