Miles Is A Cigarette Lyrics - Chris Rea

The weak and hazy shades of winter sun 

Come shining through 

Lifting fog from the trees and a gentle warm breeze 

Send it up in to the blue 

Blue sky and you come creeping through my soul 

Goodbye our love's smoking too 

And the sound of those Italian engines 

Is much more the sound of you 

Miles was a cigarette smoky and long 

Gonna miss what I never had 

Now that cigarette is gone 

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