In a café he sits for a while
He flicks through a magazine
There's a mother and child
Exchanging a wisdom
Sipping their camomile
A stranger sits at the table
Distracting his thoughts for a while
And he's trying not to stare out of boredom
Keeping his thoughts in a time
He waits for you
And he waits for you
He waits for you
Noise and clutter surround him
People they come and go
Reliving a past that fires out the demons
Keeping his words for you
A stranger sits at the table
Distracting his thoughts for a while
And he's trying not to stare out of boredom
Keeping his thoughts in a time