Two Cigarettes in the Dark - Alberta Hunter

Two, two cigarettes in the dark

He strikes a match 'til the

Spark clearly traces

One face is my sweetheart

Two, two silhouettes in a room

Almost obscured by the gloom

We were so close yet so far apart

It happened that I stumbled in

Upon their rendezvous

I heard my sweetheart whispering

«I love you, I love you, you know that I do.»

Two, two cigarettes in the dark

Gone is the flame and the spark

Leaving just regrets and two cigarettes in the dark