There's a hidden meaning

In everything he says,

Every close encounter,

Every kiss, every caress.

Even the truth has got that bitter taste of a lie.

Well, I can read his lips but

I can't read his mind.

I can see him dance away now

Oh oh - oh oh oh.

He was one of the kind

That seems so hard to find.

There's a change of weather, now

He leaves me far behind.

That I don't matter to him

Came as such a surprise.

Well, I can read his lips,

I thought I read his eyes.

And I can see him...