Watch the wind blow your cigarette smoke
Through my window and out to the sky
This message sent, drilled into your heart
But now the ink will fade
Before the night is through my dear
Watch the wind blow your cigarette smoke
Through my window and out to the sky
This message sent, drilled into your heart
But now the ink will fade
Before the night is through my dear
Timber skyes é maravilha
aquela voz de cana rachada, no principio até parece o Bob Dylan