Watching Her Eyes - John Martyn

Women know protraction

As they cut it into sections

She’s just splitting

All throughout the crazy action

Counting every fraction every bird that flies

Keeps watching her eyes

He’s just watching her eyes

He keeps watching her eyes

Can’t stop watching her eyes

But his time is running short

Making sure of what he’s got

He’s not moving much

Seems so hard in this strange weather

To try to live without a lover

Or a loving touch

He keeps watching her eyes

He keeps watching her eyes

He keeps watching her eyes

He keeps watching her eyes

He feels the movement

He feels the passion

Takes no relaxation

Yields only tension

They take their pleasure

They give no concession

Give no indication

You get no information

She telephones a friend

Who takes her to the railway where the water’s fall

Can’t think of any reason

It’s just the changing of the season

So he watches walls

No more watching her eyes

No more watching her eyes

No more watching her eyes

No more watching those eyes

He feels the movement, feels the passion, feels the relaxation

No more watching her eyes

He takes the pleasure, no concession, indication, information

No more watching her eyes

No more

No more watching her eyes

He’s taking the lies away

Taking the lies away