Ashes to ashes
|
Some dust on the dash
|
I've got my cigarettes
|
but I can't find the fire
|
that's calming me down
|
|
I was just out on a night with my friends
|
You are still out on a night
|
with your friends
|
and you don't seem too tired
|
when I'm not around
|
|
I'm under the tunnel
|
I'm holding my breath
|
|
I searched every pocket
|
that hung in the closet
|
'til I found some matches
|
in a brown leather jacket
|
One I swore I've never worn
|
but it once kept you warm
|
|
Do you remember
|
we made love on the floor
|
and you still haven't called
|
So I'll wait 'til they're closing the bars
|
|
I made a wish
|
but the match never lit
|
|
-----------------
|
Matches
|
| The Format |
