Waiting to cross the rubicon Wondering what side I'm on What are these visions of me as a young man? With one arm pointed, and the other arm holding your hand
Needing a plan to keep you near Blowing a horn, so you can hear If it was only my love and devotion This world would suddenly be in a state of commotion
I never get around under the sun and the stars And I may be always frowning But wonder you will see, under the sun and the stars You will turn around and I'll be emotion
the motion waltz (emotional commotion) | rufus wainwright
Waiting to cross the rubicon
Wondering what side I'm on
What are these visions of me as a young man?
With one arm pointed, and the other arm holding your hand
Needing a plan to keep you near
Blowing a horn, so you can hear
If it was only my love and devotion
This world would suddenly be in a state of commotion
Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
Emotional commotion, emotional motion
I never get around under the sun and the stars
And I may be always frowning
But wonder you will see, under the sun and the stars
You will turn around and I'll be emotion
Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
Emotional commotion, emotional motion