Blue Candles

Blue candles

At noon

Burn with a light

That makes me think of you

You went away too soon

The evening

We met

The peculiar way

You held your cigarette

I knew we would be friends

Lonely

Summer afternoons

Smoking in a turquoise furnished room

Oh Oh

We smoked some

Balloons

Abandoned the world

Outside your little room

Two candles in the gloom

The hair on

Your legs

It don’t really turn me on

But that’s OK

‘Cause I like you anyway

Lonely…