City lights are blinking gold,

everybody’s buying what they’re told,

fast talk, headlines, passing trains,

dancing through their familiar chains.

I wore the jacket everybody wore,

smiled at jokes I’d heard before,

tried to fit inside the frame,

lost myself inside the game.

But there’s a spark they can’t define,

a little brass band in the back of my mind,

no need to push, no need to prove,

I found my step, I found my groove.

They can rush, they can race,

I don’t need to win that chase,

every heartbeat knows the truth,

I got nothing left to lose.

I’m moving in my own groove,

click-clack shoes and a sky-blue view,

the river runs where the river runs,

I got my rhythm, I don’t need one.

Hey!

Let the whole world spin around,

I got my feet on joyful ground,

no looking back, no point to prove,

I’m dancing in my own groove.

People come and people go,

some move fast, some move slow,

watched my friends race up the hill,

thought I had to chase them still.

Everybody said I need a plan,

bigger house, a faster hand,

funny thing, the more I chased,

the less I liked the life I made.

I tip my hat and let them be,

their road ain’t mine and that’s the key,

there were nights I changed my tune,

tried to sing somebody’s moon.

And when the noise inside got still,

I finally learned I can just be still.

No hard lines, no disguise,

just a little fire in my eyes,

every heartbeat keeps the tune,

like a trumpet talking to the moon.

I’m moving in my own groove,

click-clack shoes and a sky-blue view,

the river runs where the river runs,

I got my rhythm, I don’t need one.

Hey!

Let the whole world spin around,

I got my feet on joyful ground,

no looking back, no point to prove,

I’m dancing in my own groove.

No judgement, no pressure,

life sounds better when you let her,

swing high, swing low,

I already know where I go.

Ba-da-da, ba-da-da,

hear that rhythm calling?

Ba-da-da, ba-da-da,

and I’m never falling.

I’m moving in my own groove,

bright red heart and a fearless move,

the river runs where the river runs,

I got my rhythm, I don’t need one.

Hey!

Let the whole world sing along,

different notes but still one song,

every soul has room to bloom,

I’m dancing in my own groove.

Yeah, my own groove…

my own groove…

Yeah, my own groove…

my own

groove…