I lie awake through the night Counting shooting stars and satellites I sit and I stare The ash grows long Listening to all your favourite songs I press and I fold My good time jeans The ones you always said Looked good on me I know that I don't want to lose Another love So I press, and I fold these memories Holdin' on whilst I try to digress I'm infinitely lost in tenderness And now we're worlds apart But darling the truth is now and then I still miss smoking cigarettes in bed I walk the streets through night Counting shooting stars and satellites And if I close my eyes, strike a match Start a fire And I breathe in the air I can feel that you're near Holdin' on whilst I try to digress I'm infinitely lost in tenderness And now we're worlds apart But darling the truth is now and then I still miss smoking cigarettes in bed Stay, lost in this corridor of mirrors and The angles and the light and shade And love Love it goes on Love it goes on and on and on and on On and on and on and on On and on and on and on and on and on and on Holdin' on whilst I try to digress I'm infinitely lost in tenderness And now we're worlds apart But darling the truth is now and then I still miss smoking cigarettes in bed I still miss smoking cigarettes in bed I still miss smoking cigarettes in bed