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