This Old Cafe - Domenico, Olivia Reid

Does he read the paper, comb his hair back?

Wake up in the morning with a list of things to do?

Walk to work now, take the train downtown

Black leather jacket with his favorite shoes

Oh, stopping for coffee if he has the time

I hope they call his name at the same time as mine

Oh, I catch myself thinking how sweet it’d be

To have someone sitting there, across from me

Do you take sugar in your coffee, honey in your tea?

Is it crazy for me to believe

That this old cafe is where we’ll meet?

Does she open the window, shut the blinds down?

Wake up every morning just to hit the snooze?

Sing in the shower make up the words now

Turn on the radio and tune out the news

Stopping for coffee if she has the time

I hope they call her name at the same time as mine

Oh, I catch myself thinking how sweet it’d be

To have someone sitting there, across from me

Do you take sugar in your coffee, honey in your tea?

Is it crazy for me to believe

That this old cafe is where we’ll meet?

Why put so much thought in our first conversation

When I know you so well in my imagination

Say I’m too optimistic, but I don’t mind

If I miss you today, then tomorrow’s alright

Oh, I catch myself thinking how sweet it’d be

To have someone sitting there, across from me

Do you take sugar in your coffee, honey in your tea?

Was it so crazy for me to believe

That this old cafe was where we’d meet?