It's a long time to get there
it's pitch dark when i see you
the music i hear in your headphones
the smell of cigarette smoke
with a mix of Colene
look on your face
the way you move your lips
when your lip singing
the way you look at me when you know I'm looking at you
it's the way i know that it would never go
but it seems like it's all a big show
some years and running
all that it goes
and it fades
into the smell of the smoke and Colene
and i don't know if i will see it again
