She Moves On (Live at Central Park, New York, NY - August 15, 1991)

I feel good, it's a fine day

The way the sun hits off the runway

A cloud shifts, the plane lifts

She moves on

But feel the bite whenever you believe that

You'll be lost and love will find you

When the road bends, when the song ends

And she moves on

And I know the reason

I feel so blessed

My heart still splashes inside my chest

But she, she is like a top, she cannot stop

She moves on

A sympathetic stranger

Lights a candle in the middle of the night

Her voice cracks, she jumps back

But she moves on

She says, ''

Oh my storybook lover

You have underestimated my power

As you shortly will discover''

Then I fall to my knees

Shake a rattle at the skies

And I'm afraid that

I'll be taken abandoned and forsaken

In her cold coffee eyes

She can't sleep now the moon is red

She fights a fever, she burns in bed

She needs to talk so we take a walk

Down in the maroon light

She says, "Maybe these emotions areAs near to love as love will ever be''So I agree, then the moon breaksShe takes the corner, that's all she takesShe moves onShe says, ''Oh my storybook loverYou have underestimated my powerAs you shortly will discover''Then I fall to my kneesI grow weak, I go slackAs if she captured the breath of my voiceIn a bottle and I can't catch it backNo, no, noBut I feel good, it's a fine dayThe way the sun hits off the runwayA cloud shifts, the plane liftsShe moves on, on and on