When I came to
Your smell on me
I reached around the bed
And grabbed a cigarette out of your bag
The sound of you breathing
The feel of your skin
It brought back some memories
I never thought this all could happen to me
Ten hours are missing
From memory
I vaguely can recall
A pain and pleasure mixing in one bowl
My mind is spinning
I know the place
One million miles away
My flesh and bones are dreaming in a haze
The stains of mud on your skin
Night will come, so we'll see
The stains of mud on your skin
Night will come, so we'll see
The stains of mud on your skin
Night will come, so we'll see
The stains of mud on your skin
On your skin, on your skin
When I came to
Your smell on me
I reached around the bed
And grabbed a cigarette out of your bag
