Smoke on the Breeze

Smoke on the breeze

Sends me runnin’ back to you

Holding on to me

In my torn up jeans and boots

Hoping, baby, you’re still holding

A place beside you when you're falling asleep

Hand (Hand) on the wheel

And the other in the passenger seat

Looking for your knee

And missing your company

Yes and hoping, baby, when you're smoking

You're saving one for me

Dreaming of you and I in linen sheets

Smoke on the breeze

Mmm

Mmm

Smoke in your room

Hanging out like me

Worn (Worn) like perfume

When I'm walking down the street

Yes and knowing, baby, you are golden to me

Smoke on the breeze

Yes and knowing, baby, you are more than free

Still you're holding me

Mmm

Mmm