Oh, my story is not the oldest of it's kind   I was too touched to see you clearly   Far too young to realize   I had loved so dearly you   Who's world I had designed   But the sweet smoke came with mirror    And it bought tears to my wide eyes      Dieing just to see you   Dieing since I misconstrued your   Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling   Words I won't forget   I died right when I saw you   While you shared that cigarette      Oh, I saw you every time I closed my eyes   In the Hughes film I had scored   Produced and starred in   In my mind I could recite you   Well, I'd written every line   But you strayed far from my flawless script   On which I'd spent a lifetime   Falling over dead      Dieing since I had misread your   Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling   Words I won't forget   I died right when I saw you   While you shared that cigarette      Falling over dead      Dieing since I had misread your   Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling   Words I won't forget   I died right when I saw you   While you shared that cigarette