Stepped into the garden after midnight
For a taste of some white light
Like I had had before
Talked to the master at the prayer gate
Sat at his feet and his stone cape
And tried to breath his theme
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
We met and shared a bottle at the J. Clyde
I liked his mind I liked his sweet smile
And things were fresh and new
That summer night he lead me to the river
After the swim I sat and shivered
And waited for the kiss
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me
(Guitar solo)
You keep the tea cups
You keep the t-shirts
You keep the numbers
You keep the notes
You take a walk now
You make a phone call
You pull your hair back
You love your fun
You love your fun---
I was ready to move
I was ready to move
Come on come on and move me