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Ode to Boy II lyrics
When he moves I watch him from behind
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 and smooth, almost feminine
Almost American, I have to watch him
In his face age descends on youth
Exaggeration on the truth
He caught me looking then
But soon his eyes forgot when
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 fingers stroke its stem and pass
To lift a cigarette at last, he dries his eyes
From the shadows by the stair
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 when
And everything he seems to do
Reflects just another shade of blue
I saw her searching into you and ached a while
When he moves I watch him from behind
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 and smooth, almost feminine
Almost American, I have to watch him
In his face age descends on youth
Exaggeration on the truth
He caught me looking then
But soon his eyes forgot when
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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