I sometimes wished my love was like a smoke from a cigarette
Disappearing just as fast, no threat.
But loving you is never easy, never calm.
How can a damaged soul manage the firebomb?
Wish me luck, my darling
Because I can’t stop the pain, the love from adding.
And if you ever see me blue – don’t turn away
Cause I need you here.. Please stay.
Baby can’t you see I’m lost
But for loving you I’ll pay the price
No matter of the cost.
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