It's something like grace
The way you look at me
Kinda like you see me
In my finest hour
It's something like church
The way it's supposed to be
When I get down on my knees
And feel the power
It's kinda like a wildfire
Burnin' up the mountainside
It's kinda like a freight train
Comin' off the track
It's kinda like a freefall
The way I feel inside
When there ain't no turning back
If I cried a thousand tears
If I lived a thousand years
I could never find a way to make you see:
I'll never understand the way you move me
You left your words
All across my memory
You left your mark
Like a burning brand
You left your fingerprints
All over me
And now you're everywhere I am
If I cried a thousand tears
If I lived a thousand years
I could never find a way to make you see:
I'll never understand the way you move me
Oh, I'll never understand the way you move me
The way you move me