Smoke from a Gun

Looking into you, wondering about you
Looking into your eyes
So many places, so many faces
Where do we draw the line
Restless voices longing to say goodbye
There’s no doubt when it’s cold out
Girl you’re on my mind
Steps in the hallway, sounds of a new day
The spanish voices laugh
I run to the window
Watching your shadow
Turn into steel and glass
Young love so curious
Sure as the heart is long
One day you’ll say
Boy I’ve done you wrong
Sometimes love
Is like Smoke from a gun
One shot and it’s gone
Like an echo fading
One day love
Our hearts beating as one
Will find you on the run
Searching for the traces
Like smoke from a gun
Filling our glasses, taking the chances
We face the test of time
A southerly wind blows
Turning my heart cold
It comes as no surprise
Pictures, whispers,
They almost seem to say
Hold on, 'cause it won’t be long
Love will find a way