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.