
From the recording I KNOW I DON'T KNOW
SMOKE
Starts out on fire
Raging out of control
Love, sex and emotion
Burnin' like coal
Chemistry in action
It’s a cynical joke
Starts out on fire
And it goes up in smoke
Goes up in smoke, smoke, smoke
Goes up in smoke
Every flowery endearment
That ever he spoke
And I’m left with a feeling
No words can evoke
So real I can touch it
And it goes up in smoke
Could have been cautious
Knew all the rules
But love is an ambush
Just waiting for fools
He’s a shape shifting spirit
No one can hold tight
My grip on him vanished
Like a ghost in the night
Goes up in smoke, smoke, smoke
Goes up in smoke
Every flowery endearment
That ever he spoke
And I’m left with a feeling
No words can evoke
So real I can touch it
And it goes up in smoke
Laid down in a garden
When I awoke
Turned into green pastures
Of poisonous oak
Followed my heart
It commonly broke
My notion of romance
So quaint and baroque
Goes up in smoke, smoke, smoke
Goes up in smoke
Every flowery endearment
That ever he spoke
And I’m left with a feeling
No words can evoke
So real I can touch it
And it goes up in smoke
words & music by Jerry Holland c. HeebaLibra Music, BMI