second hand smoke
fitzsimmons, william
light through a sliding glass door
washed off the second hand smoke
burned all the days and years and i
washed off the second hand smoke
and where did we go so wrong?
i was hiding from the rain and the rolling thunder
and where do we go from here?
i'll be hoping that somebody will break my cover
breathe in the second hand smoke
youll never wash me of it now
float on somewhere in second hand smoke
where did we go so wrong?
i was hiding from the rain and the rolling thunder
where do we go from here?
i was hoping that somebody would break my cover
where did we go so wrong?
i was hiding from the rain and the rolling thunder
where do we go from here?
i was hoping that somebody would break my cover
where did you go so wrong?
i was scared that someday maybe you'd pull us under
where do we go from here?