Choosing My Words With Care Songtext
von Jethro Tull

I sit by the cutting on the beacons field line
He′s watching me, watching the trains go by
Ooh, and they move so fast boy, they really fly
He's still watching me, watching you, watching the trains go by
And the way he stares, feel like locking my door
And pulling my phone from the wall
His eyes like lights from a laser burn
Making my hair stand, making the goose bumps crawl
He′s watching me, watching you, watching him watching me
I'm watching you, watching him, watching me, watching stares, stares
At the cocktail party with a bucks fizz in my hand
I feel him watching me, watching the girls go by
Ooh, and they move so smooth without even trying
He's still watching me, watching you, watching the trains go by And the crowd thins and he moves up close but he doesn′t speak
I have to look the other way
But curiosity gets the better part of me and I peek
Got two drinks in his hand, see his lips move
What the hell he′s trying to say
He's watching me, watching you, watching him watching me
I′m watching you, watching him, watching me, watching stares
He's watching me, watching you, watching him watching me, stares
Oh, he′s watching me, watching you, watching the trains go by, stares
He's watching me, watching you, watching the trains go by
He′s watching me, watching you, watching him watching me, stares
Oh, he's watching me, watching you, watching him watching me
Watching you, watching him, watching