I still watch you when you're groovin'
As if through water from the bottom of a pool
You're movin' without movin'
And when you move, I'm moved
There, all of you a verb in perfect view
I'm put to mind of all that I wanna be
I could never define all that you are to me
Shake like the bough of a willow tree
You are the rite of movement
Its reasonin' made lucid and cool
I know it's no improvement
You're less Polunin leapin'
Or Fred Astaire in sequins
Honey, you, you're Atlas in his sleepin'
And when you move, I'm moved
I can recall somethin' that's gone from me
Honey, I'm put in awe of somethin' so flawed and free
Shake like the bough of a willow tree
Like you've nothin' left to lose
Move like a bird of paradise
Move like an odd sight come out at night
Shake like the bough of a willow tree
Like you've nothin' left to lose
Shake like the bough of a willow tree