Ode To Boy Lyrics - 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 

When he drives 

I love to watch his hands 

White and smooth 

Almost feminine 

Almost American 

I have to watch him 

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In his face 

Age descends on youth 

Exaggeration on the truth 

He caught me looking then 

But soon his eyes forgot 

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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I watch his lips 

Caress the glass 

His fingers stroke 

The stem and pass 

To lift a cigarette at last 

He dries his eyes 

From a shadow by the stair 

I watch as he weeps unaware 

That I'm in awe of his despair