Moves — текст песни (Joan Armatrading)

Here come the glare
Here come the glare
I cannot see
I cannot see
When you appear
You dazzle

Poor me
Pity on me
Why don`t I know
How to make those moves
I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

And now the knees
They start to shake
And all the people
Take a look
And once again
I`m thinking

Poor me
Pity on me
Why don`t I know
How to make those moves
I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

And stand there
Vacant
Rooted to the stupid floor
And too scared to think
Get out the door

Water
Running
Down my back
Is this what it`s like
Before the soldiers attack

I`m gonna shapen up my act
I`m gonna get ya

Poor me
Pity for me
Why don`t I know
How to make those moves
I picked your face
From a thousand smiles

Trying to be
The invisible man
And so scared
In case you don`t see
Who I am

I don`t want the label
Of an also ran
With the flowers
And champagne

Other guys
Run around
They pick and choose
I chose you
And I don`t want to lose

I want you
To alleviate my blues
Just as long as you talk to me
Just as long as you talk to

Poor me
Pity on me
Why don`t I know
How to make those moves
I picked your face
From a thousand smiles
Why don`t I know
How to make you smile