[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
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
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