As the sun sets through the CO2 I think of things connected with you Have you left the job Do you still play the records that I gave away
I write down the dreams you're in I write down the dreams I have of you Some are set on earth Others set elsewhere
Are you still smiling Still, still smiling
I see the sharp eyed girls in magazines Cutting through their clothes With their shoulder blades I try to ignore the sense of it Watching me from their eyes
Are you still smiling Still, still smiling
July was the last time I spoke to you I'm one of life's losers you said
Such useless tricks my mind plays on me Imagining the past is still to come Pretending I can recapture That lazy hot summer not so long ago