I want a cigarette

I want a cigarette. There is no regret.
I see the sky is blue. Something i am being too.
I'm fine, ok. It doesn't matter.
I'm just a kind of a believer.

Everyday the hours pass and I watch me in the glass.
Nothing happens in my eyes. Nothing happens in my mind.
I'm searching for another kind of curves in my whole direction line.

I go to bed at midnight, hugging my dreams by my side.
I wake up at midday. Nobody waits for me.
I sing songs about love, trying to feel the words.

There is a place in my heart, empty, that leaves me apart.
I dream of a tiny change but my story stays the same.
I feel lonely even if my friends are standing by my side.

I want a cigarette. There is no regret.
I see the sky is blue. Something i am being too.
I'm fine, ok. It doesn't matter.
I'm just a kind of a believer. Aline Liégeois, 2010