Cloudy Skies looking for a reason

I've been looking for a reason and with this cigarette in my hand nothing seems to make sense

Like a moment that passes and before the day ends, I still can't hold the world in my hands

When the sun hid behind the clouds and as the moon fell down the sky was falling again...

As I ran past the wind and as the distance followed me I swore I was flying

It was that same windy day when I held her that breezy night when she kissed me under the moon

That morning after when I shared an image with her when the mirror reflected our faces

How I could never cry again, all my tears dried up but she still cried for me...

I've been looking for a reason and this cigarette is done and still nothing makes sense