Catch the Ash

The cigarette that burns away With an ash that's long and gray Between the fingers, pale and thin She sings a song for a man named Jim Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Now the sun is coming up As wine gets poured into a cup Overflowing like the heart Of the singer torn apart Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Someone passing in the hall Stops outside the door and stalls Here's a verse or two and hurries on So late now the night is gone Turn around and face the dawn Like the wind, it sometimes calls Hypnotizes and enthralls Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Catch the ash, catch it before it falls Catch the ash, catch it before it falls