Ode to Boy II

Alison Moyet2016年11月25日
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Ode to Boy II - Alison Moyet

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

Well 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 it's 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

 

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

Well 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

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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