How's your coffee?

I walked down the street and let the sunshine illuminated my face

The empty street and long winding road kept me wondering, “how’s your day baby cake?”

I put my earphones on and listened to my favorite song

The feels began crawling and made me want to sing along

If you were here, I would share one of my earphones even the music would feel a bit wrong

Yet when  you were here I bet I wouldn’t feel this all alone

Long winding road was empty

A plainsong I was playing making me a bit thirsty

A cup of coffee from the store  we used to be would definitely help me breath easy

But I had no one to share this bitter sweet tasty coffee without you here baby

I walked down the street and the sunshine was trying to warm the day

“How's your coffee baby?"

If you asked me, mine was quite hazy. 

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