Smoke Up ~

~ As the smoke I exhale,
Rises up in the air,
My head spins high,
My eyes turn pale,
I miss your touch,
I miss that smell of your hair,
Even the thought of you,
Lights up the gloomy mood,
Oh I just want you to stay,
In my mind even if that's your way.
Your wicked, evil way,
I travel each highway to find another you,
To run away from the blues.
Only love can heal me,
Love which is so hard to find,
I just wish I stay sane,
And don't loose my mind. ~