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.