Blue Candles

Blue candles at noon
Burn with a light that makes me think of you
You went away too soon
The evening we met
The peculiar way you held your cigarette
I knew we would be friends
Lonely summer afternoons
Smoking in a turquoise furnished room
Whoa-oh
We smoked some balloons
Abandoned the world outside your little room
Two candles in the gloom
The hair on your legs
It don’t really turn me on but that’s OK
‘Cause I like you anyway
Lonely summer afternoons
Smoking in a turquoise furnished room
Whoa-oh