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
Joan Armatrading - Moves Şarkı Sözüne henüz yorum yapılmamış. Joan Armatrading - Moves şarkı sözüne ilk yorumu siz yaparak katkıda bulunabilirsiniz.;