Smoke Burns

Smoke burns So clearly whenever you're around And the sound of your voice it carries me into a void Like a knife, cuts just like a knife But I am wiser for its sting Stronger in its stride And I've got so much to tell you At the end of my day, I call it to you Cold winds test my fortune And howl at my heels But the warmth in your touch keeps me yearning And I carry it home Like a knife, cuts just like a knife But I am wiser for its sting Stronger in its stride And I've got so much to tell you At the end of my day, I call it to you Time turns away so quickly Quiet as it goes It seems unfair how much we don't know About the ways we can get burned But the sound of your voice, it carries me on high Like a knife, cuts just like a knife But I am wiser for its sting Stronger in its stride And I've got so much to tell you At the end of my day, I call it to you Smoke burns So clearly whenever you're around