She sits in the corner Where it`s reasonably quiet Drinking coffee with cream Thinking stories of young love She calls to the waiter `Won`t you lend me some time? You can sit by my side And I`ll let you be friends with mine.` The cafe is old But the candlelight`s new She orders Beaujolais wine And says `I`ve thought of you too` She whispers `Isn`t it odd You remind me of songs That I`d rather forget Like feelings I longed for You haunt me inside Sometimes I recall Question mistakes Who grew to nothing at all` I hear voices that cry And one of them`s mine All the things I could say Are the reasons I can`t She says `I`ve seen you before In thoughts I call `son` Like an old film with sound When the link comes undone` The waiter is me And the woman is you And we are the story Just like others I knew
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