Balcony Smoker

Balcony Smoker you’re standing there again
Glowing and fading for every breath you take
No singing ambulance, no car alarms so what keeps you awake?
You hear the floating blood through your veins
The flood of blood, the flood of blood.
I think I know you but I’ve never seen your face
And I Bet you’re lonely, there’s a cloud of smoke again
You remind me of a dove
Who lost his feathers in a fight
With the sound of blood running through your head
The flood of blood in the search for love
You might drown in the flood of love
Flood of love