YAZ - Ode To Boy lyrics
rate meWhen he moves I watch him from behind<br>He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes<br>Intent and direct when he speaks, I watch his lips<br>And when he drives I love to watch his hand<br>White and smooth almost feminine, almost american, I have to watch him.<br><br>(chorus)<br>In his face age descends on youth, exaggeration on the truth<br>He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot<br>And everything he seems to do reflects just another shade of blue<br>I saw him searching into you and ached a while<br><br>I watch his lips caress the glass,<br>His fingers stroke it's stem and pass<br>To lift a cigarette at last, he dries his eyes<br>From a shadow by the stair<br>I watch as he weeps unaware<br>That I'm in awe of his despair, but I am there<br><br>(chorus repeat)
