Ode to Boy

Album cover art for "Ode to Boy" by Yazoo

Yazoo - Pop, Synth-Pop

Ode to Boy

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Duration: 3:38

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[Verse 1] 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, smooth; almost feminine Almost American I have to watch him [Refrain] 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 him searching into you And ached a while [Verse 2] 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 a shadow by the stair I watch as he weeps unaware That I'm in awe of his despair [Refrain] 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 him searching into you And ached a while [Bridge] [Verse 3] 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, smooth; almost feminine Almost American I have to watch him [Refrain] 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 him searching into you And ached a while

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  • Alison Moyet