[00:00.00] 作曲 : Alison Moyet
[00:52.74]When he moves I watch him from behind
[00:55.26]He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes
[00:57.27]Intent and direct when he speaks, I watch his lips
[01:00.63]Yazoo
[01:01.50]And when he drives I love to watch his hand
[01:03.90]White and smooth almost feminine, almost American, I have to watch him.
[01:09.27](Chorus)
[01:10.26]In his face age descends on youth, exaggeration on the truth
[01:14.76]He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot
[01:19.80]And everything he seems to do reflects just another shade of blue
[01:28.11]I watch his lips caress the glass,
[01:29.97]His fingers stroke its stem and pass
[01:32.01]To lift a cigarette at last, he dries his eyes
[01:36.60]From a shadow by the stair
[01:38.91]I watch as he weeps unaware
[01:40.56]That I'm in awe of his despair, but I am there
[04:13.83](Chorus repeat)

作曲 : 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
Yazoo
And when he drives I love to watch his hand
White and smooth almost feminine, almost American, I have to watch him.
(Chorus)
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 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, but I am there
(Chorus repeat)