Sometimes, I dream that I'm smoking
I'm smoking on the beach
And I'm smoking on the road, car parked astray
I'm smoking on the hilltop
And I'm smoking while writing
I'm smoking at a cafe
And I'm smoking and dancing
I'm smoking in your arms
And I'm smoking after sex
I'm smoking at the window
And I'm smoking all alone
Am smoking and my wine's waiting
And I'm smoking all the way
I'm smoking in the icy wind
Smoking through sultry evenings
Walking with almost strangers and smoking
Chatting with almost lovers and smoking
I dream so much about smoking
That I wonder why I ain't smoking for real
Why, after all
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