What Kind Of Move Lyrics - Singles - Brooke Miller

What kind of move is the best thing 

For leaving you in the I don't know 

You can leave the best of a cool nest 

But there's no master plan when you go 

You hear the swearing and the laughter 

Smoke coming in from the neighbors next door 

My Christina had the toughest set of lungs 

She could out sing anyone 

She'd have them up on the small floor dancing 

Anyone knew anyone 

I hate to be leaving in the middle of this 

What can I say but 

This city is chorded there's rhythm in the traffic 

Spokes in the wheels wherever you go 

I'm just one exception to be sitting here 

Trying to carve out some kind of a home 

Everyone around here lets their cats loose 

To control the mice 

It's the kind of neighborhood with a few broken down houses 

But it's kinda nice 

Going through photos of places you've been 

The places you part 

It's the packing and the moving that really holds on 

To the rungs of a lonely heart 

Just when you think it's over 

Something new begins 

Somewhere in the grander scheme of scheming 

Just when you think you're stepping out 

That's when you're stepping in 

It leaves you open windowed and ever dreaming