Cigarettes

There’s something about the smell of cigarettes

Brings me back to those summer nights

No longer smoke, I barely drink

But can’t forget how it felt when you were mine

And lately I’ve been dreaming

I’m running backwards in the sand

I don’t know where I’m going

But I’m reaching out for your hand

If I could

Go back in time

I would

On that shaky ground

We stood

That’s all in the past

But sometimes I go back

Ohhhh

When I think about cigarettes

I think of late nights in your car

Fighting ‘bout nothing ‘til we’re light in our heads

We’re always taking things way too far

But if I could

Go back in time

I would

On that shaky ground

We stood

That’s all in the past

But sometimes I go back

Sometimes I go back

Ohhhh

I go back to the nights

I was wrapped up in your arms

You were everything you needed

I was everything you wanted

I go back to the days

When I wished that you were here

Breathe you in, breathe you out

Then I watch you disappear

Ohhhh

If I could

Go back in time

I would

On that shaky ground

We stood

That’s all in the past

But sometimes I go back

Ohhhh