I’m waiting – waiting for you here, even though i don’t know if you know.
i wonder if you’ll arrive here to meet me?
Somethings off today, in the air I sense.
I have waited now for what seems like forever – just to see you smile.
its my 3rd cup of coffee – i seem to enjoy the house coffee these days.
People come and go, each day i see difirent people, never the same ones… but if they weren’t i’d be the same person they’d see.
Sometimes i wonder if you are one of them, and i missed you and never again will i see you – or are you still to come?
Though I’m still here, the music hasn’t changed and the coffee is still the same.