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Sophie Ellis-Bextor

Sophie Ellis-Bextor

Move to the Music

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The summer's I dance till morning
The heartache and sleepless nights
The party's and lover's calling
Days when nothing went right

These moments have made me

Though I am today...

Chorus:

All of my yesterdays
The highs and lows of
but I can still Move to the Music
the journey that I've made, all those emotions
but I can still move while the music plays
within a new today
now that I've grown up to
oh I can still move to the music
I won't be one to say that I regret a moment
'cos I can still move while the music plays

A cross word, a bruise, a memory
Some presence and too much wine
The days when it rained and thundered
When your heart found mine

These moments have made me

Though I am today...

Chorus

All of my yesterdays
The highs and lows of
but I can still Move to the Music
the journey that I've made, all those emotions
but I can still move while the music plays
within a new today
now that I've grown up to
oh I can still move to the music
I won't be one to say that I regret a moment
'cos I can still move while the music plays

Move to the music (x 6)

Chorus

All of my yesterdays
The highs and lows of
but I can still Move to the Music
the journey that I've made, all those emotions
but I can still move while the music plays
within a new today
now that I've grown up to
oh I can still move to the music
I won't be one to say that I regret a moment
'cos I can still move while the music plays

Chorus

All of my yesterdays
The highs and lows of
but I can still Move to the Music
the journey that I've made, all those emotions
but I can still move while the music plays
within a new today
now that I've grown up to
oh I can still move to the music
I won't be one to say that I regret a moment
'cos I can still move while the music plays.

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