Vashti Bunyan - The Boy lyrics

He sat on the doorstep With his arms around his knees Watching the pa**ers by and wondering why They don't see what he sees He watched from the window with his hands over his ears Listening to all the words he'd ever heard You don't hear what he hears He stands on your doorstep With his life under his feet Arms full of roses Watchfulness He'll be what he will be