Paroles: Jane Monheit. Home. It's Only Smoke.

Like a ghost that dances from the tip of a lit cigarette
I know what romance is, but it hasn't happened yet
Watch it floating up to heaven only knows
Disappearing before you get too close

It's only smoke
You might say a flame is burning
Only smoke
But my heart is more discerning
Only smoke...

Eyes are hypnotizing when they hold you within their embrace
Words are mesmerizing even when they've got nothing to say

The game is charming in an empty kind of way
What's the harm in asking me to play?

It's only smoke
You might say a flame is burning
Only smoke
But my heart is more discerning
I keep dreaming of a fire, but when I wake up to the cold
It's only smoke