Silhouette

They put together piece by piece the ship in the bottle Now he broke the glass and she asks why even bother Running away from her he took his share of blame Far so far so far to forget her name Isn't that what she wants? Isn't that what she wants? In smoke from last cigarette He saw her silhouette cnd her smile was across the street It was her lips he couldn't read It's just coincidence that both of them wonder cfter dark staring at stars, who they want there To show them constellations than many people miss cnd I think I think they're making a list Of things, why this is what they want Why this is what they want In smoke from last cigarette He saw her silhouette cnd her smile was too close Just lean little bit closer to see how thing goes