Texty
I move all right,
I got the wheels going round,
Making ways in the night.
Yea we're movin' all right,
Wipin' the rain from the ground
And the pale from the sky
But something happens in his heart
When the morning comes
The secrets that she keeps away from me,
The tears on the pillow
She don't want me to see,
Well every little thing she does is for me
But somebody new is breaking us in two.
He's the kind of love
That makes a whirl in your mind,
Like the tide and the time.
With just a little bit o'soul
He fights to find peace of mind
In these shattering eyes
But something happens in his heart
When the morning comes.
The secrets that she keeps away from me...
The secrets that she keeps away from me.
The love of you and me...