Christopher'S Mother
Brazzaville
3:32Blue candles At noon Burn with a light That makes me think of you You went away too soon The evening We met The peculiar way You held your cigarette I knew we would be friends Lonely Summer afternoons Smoking in a turquoise furnished room Oh Oh We smoked some Balloons Abandoned the world Outside your little room Two candles in the gloom The hair on Your legs It don? t really turn me on But that? s OK ? Cause I like you anyway Lonely?