She hurried down to that place in the corner
The happy place that opened at seven
With two tables out on the street
And a door that creaked and slid again
She worked the night shift
And he took the eight'o clock train
They had an hour of love every morning
A love she thought was lost in vain
"Coffee for one?" asked the guy at the counter
"Make it two," the girl would say
She took the coffee and went to the shore
Before the waves hit, she heard a "hey"
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The happy place that opened at seven
With two tables out on the street
And a door that creaked and slid again
She worked the night shift
And he took the eight'o clock train
They had an hour of love every morning
A love she thought was lost in vain
"Coffee for one?" asked the guy at the counter
"Make it two," the girl would say
She took the coffee and went to the shore
Before the waves hit, she heard a "hey"
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Please follow me on GFC and Facebook and Instagram if you like reading the blog.
