Hey, sibling souls, are you out there?
Children of the earth, where are we going from here?
'Cause it hurts the young to live in the open with so much love to give
But too little to spare

Yeah, yeah, yeah, the moves we make, the moves we make
We stumble and we hesitate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the moves we make, the moves we make

She said I was not to worry
Hadn't seen her since, but was totally convinced
'Till I heard them say; "Didn't you know it?
Mary, poor child, was alone
When she died"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, the moves we make, the moves we m