Smoke Rings

Where to they go

Smoke rings I blow each night

Oh, where to they go

Those circles of blue and white

I wonder, why do they sing

To picture a dream above, above

Above, above, above

Then why do they fade

My phantom parade of love

Puff, puff, puff

Oh, you can puff your cares away

Puff, puff, puff

Night and day

Blow, blow them into air

Silky little rings

Oh, little smoke rings I love

Please take me above with you

One more thing I wanna know is

Where do they end

The smoke rings I send on a high

Where are they hurled

When they've kissed the world goodbye

Let me tell you that

I'd give my life to laugh at this strife

Below, below, below

Down here below, for I'd be a king

I'd follow each ring I blow

So little smoke rings I love

Please take me above with you