She's there each night at the Starbucks on the hill
through the warm and stormy she's sittin' there still
like years before and those in store, waitin' for the day
the one she watched walk out of love,
is comin' back to stay
Same ol order everyday, just coffee, please with milk
wears the same drab costume of imitation silk
a pill box hat upon her head, a crown of times gone by
she asks herself a hundred times,
never knowin' why
Now, her hands are clawin' at the table wear and cup
knowin' that her days are numbered time is near used up
why'd he have to go away, what made him want to leave
she says he'll be comin' back
but she'll just deceive
For one more day, she will go on pretenin' things will be
once again the way they were when they were she and he
love, she says, will never die, why is she waitin' then?
tomorrow she'll be sittin', thinkin'
he'll be back again.
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