Ode To Boy II
- Alison Moyet (1995)You are listening to the song Ode To Boy II by Alison Moyet, in album Singles. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
1. 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.
[Chorus:]
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.
2. 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.
[Chorus]
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