Ode to Boy II [*]
Alison Moyet
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When he moves I watch him from behind He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes Intent and direct when he speaks I watch his lips When he drives I love to watch his hands White, smooth, almost feminine Almost American I love to watch him In his face age descends on youth Exaggeration on the truth He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot me And everything he seems to do Reflects just another shade of blue I saw her searching into you and ached a while I watch his lips caress the glass His finger stroke its stem and pass To lift a cigarette at last He dries his eyes From the shadows by the stairs I watch as he weeps unaware That I'm in awe of his despair In his face age descends on youth Exaggeration on the truth He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot me And everything he seems to do Reflects just another shade of blue I saw her searching into you and ached a while
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