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Ode to Boy

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 hand

White and smooth almost feminine

Almost American, I have to watch himIn 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 him searching into you and ached a whileI watch his lips caress the glass

His fingers stroke its 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 despairIn 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 him searching into you and ached a whileWhen 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 hand

White and smooth almost feminine

Almost American, I have to watch himIn 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 him searching into you and ached a while

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