Sitting here blowing smoke rings,
just thinking of you.

Sitting here wondering what you're doing,
wondering if you're okay.

But I shouldn't wonder,
because you're no longer mine, so my mind shouldn't ponder.

Sitting here blowing smoke rings,
makes me wonder if someone else will mend your broken wings.

Can't believe I did what I did,
but who am I to kid?

It was inevitable I was going to hurt you,
it was inevitable I was going to hurt you.

Sitting here blowing smoke rings,
just trying to pass time.

Sitting here blowing smoke rings,
wondering why you're not mine.