A Cigarette To Missing You

My cigarette is burning in the ashtray I'm trying but I can't sleep There are too many things on my mind How do you do this to me Another long drag on that cigarette But all my nerves do is race Now I'm searching all my memories Just looking for your face The cherry of this cigarette Burns so bright as your eyes 'Marlboro' printed on that white paper Reminds me of your well thought out lies I take another drag that comes so close to the filter The smoke drifts away like my dreams This burning ember is stanched out in the ashtray Like my hopes for you and me