Ashtray glows, the night's still cold,
Your perfume lingers, stories untold.
Low lights flicker on red wine lips,
Every breath a smoky eclipse.
You lean in close, like jazz on tape,
A soft confession, no escape.
Smoke in blue, you drift through me,
A silhouette in minor key.
You don’t speak, but I still hear—
Every chord that draws you near.
Smoke in blue, you blur the lines,
Love dissolving into time.
Vinyl spins our secret slow,
You're the verse I’ll never know.
Your shadow dances on the wall,
Like a memory I can’t recall.
Your eyes say what your lips don’t dare,
That jazz is truth laid bare.
Smoke in blue, you drift through me,
A silhouette in minor key.
You don’t speak, but I still hear
Every chord that draws you near.
Smoke in blue, you blur the lines,
Love dissolving into time.
Tell me, was it ever real?
Or just a tune we tried to feel?
This love like smoke, it fades too soon
Gone by the end of the tune.
Smoke in blue, you're still the sound
That haunts this worn-out part of town.
One more night, one more refrain,
Of kissing you… and losing again.
