Your laugh spills like coffee on my torn sleeve
This underground fiddle plays
Hearts to retrieve
Your eyes sip secrets I’ll never quite know
In this cafe’s glow
We’ve got time to grow
Coffee for two
The world can wait
This table’s a portal
Our tiny escape
Fiddle notes dancing under whispers so light
Cafe dates holding the edge of the night
The barista’s no poet
But she pours with soul
Steam rises
It swirls
Like stories half told
Your hand on the mug
Like you’re holding a truth
I’m chasing the riddle
Still acting aloof
Napkin scribbles
Some silent debate
The past in a swirl
But the present’s our fate
Underground strings hum a reckless sway
The melody’s wild
But it begs us to stay
Coffee for two
The world can wait
This table’s a portal
Our tiny escape
Fiddle notes dancing under whispers so light
Cafe dates holding the edge of the night
Walls plastered in posters
Stories worn thin
The creak of old floors like the echo within
Your smile bends time
I forget the day
Just coffee and fiddle in our hideaway
Coffee for two
The world can wait
This table’s a portal
Our tiny escape
Fiddle notes dancing under whispers so light
Cafe dates holding the edge of the night
Our tiny escape
Fiddle notes dancing under whispers so light
Cafe dates holding the edge of the night