Every move yeah every move The chronology of my theology is not based on philosophy or Greek mythology But before the garden where we all started Existed one of three: the trinity More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the flowers, the breeze, the whole galaxy 'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity Yea, every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity Now you say, if your God is real why can't you feel him? Why can't you see him? I say can you look into the sun and retain your vision? Can you dissect the wind with accurate precision? Can you feel your own brain while it makes a decision? No, I didn't thinks so These eyes were not made for such beauty, such splendor Nor could they behold such a wonderful sight His shafts of light, his strength his might Are more than my frame of thought can handle Yet, I see him every time I'm lost in the dark Or whenever life shoots an arrow straight through my heart I feel him by my side, his strength he provides I feel my confidence even after fears have reside More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the valleys, the breeze, the whole galaxy 'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity Yea, every move, you take, every breath you make is a gift, a deity Think about it Every move, yeah, every move Every move I make and every breath I take... (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze, the whole galaxy) Every move I make and every breath I take... (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze, the whole galaxy) It's a diety (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys, the breeze, the whole galaxy)