Spellbound

An old manSitting in a barDrinking aloneI saw him.The smiling eyesMoving round and roundTouched me.His furrowed faceTells the storyOf life - I was thinkingI was spellboundBy him - but I can'tHide my looking.He's so happyHe's smilingOn his face.And suddenlyHe came over andSpoke to meI was listening - andAll the timeHe had thisUncertain smileI was thinking.He's so happyHe's smilingOn his face.