I was just a boy when I'd sit down
and watch the news on TV
I saw some ordinary slaughter,
I saw some routine atrocity,
My father said, "Don't look away,
you've got to be strong, You've got to be bold now,"
He said that in the end it is beauty
that is going to save the world now,
And she moves, among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
And she moves among the flowers
And she moves something deep inside of me.
I was walking around the flower show like a leopard
And she moves, among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
And she moves among the flowers
And she moves me with just one little look.
You take me back to your place and dress me up