Verse 1

You move the glass across the table

Without a finger, without a sound

I watch the water climb the rim

Then settle softly back down

Pre-Chorus

You never need to prove a thing

The room already knows

A little lift, a little turn

And every quiet moment flows

Chorus

Telekinetic whoopty, you pull me near

Turning little miracles into something clear

Telekinetic whoopty, no hands, no clue

The world keeps moving sideways when I’m next to you

Verse 2

The paper boat leaves its saucer