Tekst
The cigarette that burns away
With an ash that's long and gray
Between the fingers, pale and thin
She sings a song for a man named Jim
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Now the sun is coming up
As wine gets poured into a cup
Overflowing like the heart
Of the singer torn apart
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Someone passing in the hall
Stops outside the door and stalls
Here's a verse or two and hurries on
So late now the night is gone
Turn around and face the dawn
Like the wind, it sometimes calls
Hypnotizes and enthralls
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls
Catch the ash, catch it before it falls