You can hang 'round worrying
in that closet of doom.
Or you can stick your foot out
get a feel for your room.
See the sun through the window
in casting light across gloom.

Baby ... move.

You can be happy and live life
in all of your days.
Or you can hang onto your trials
And those immovable ways.
But you know the sun shines brightest
on those who step into it's rays.

Baby ... move.

Don't get emotional,
You'll cry an ocean you'll,
Be in love you'll see.

Don't get too personal,
Superficial person you'll,
Fall into love that you'll be.

Don't get emotional,
A sail on the ocean you'll,
Empty into the sea.

Baby ... move.