Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Johnny Desmond
Blue smoke
Drifting in the breeze
Blue smoke
Haunting memories
I sit alone in my lonely room
Smoking cigarettes
Watching the {?} smoke rings
Dancing here and there
As I gaze into the air
Then I see you standing there
My empty hands reach out to touch you
Then how sadly and clearly I see
That the blue smoke
Played a trick on me
Blue smoke