There’s the couple in the corner
Her blush makes him feel like he’s won
She hopes he’ll take her back to his place
On this night that’s only just begun
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes her rounds
He brushes her cheek by the wall
The glow of the low lights catch her smile
Her heart is racing more than he knows
As they share secrets and indulge for awhile
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes her rounds
It’s just a chilly winter’s night
The buzz is low and the lights
They’re even lower
His and her lips whisper
And their hearts are moving closer
As I sing my coffee shop song
There’s the girl who bought him dinner
His heart is breaking with the tick of the clock
He can’t bring his gaze to her eyes
Her own tearing as their fingers interlock
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes her rounds
The man at the bar’s grown old
He tries to picture each line of her face
He’s been alone ever since I can remember
Her memory fading, the pain he tries to erase
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes her rounds
It’s just a chilly winter’s night
The buzz is low and the lights
They’re even lower
His and her lips whisper
And their hearts are moving closer
As I sing my coffee shop song
(BRIDGE:)
I’ve seen the faces change
The young ones that come and go
I’ve felt the way love grows
As they sit and sip so slow
I’ve listened to the silence
I know the stories the coffee can tell
The way these lattes take you to hell
And the secrets the mochas will sell
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes her rounds
It’s just a chilly winter’s night
The buzz is low and the lights
They’re even lower
His and her lips whisper
And their hearts are moving closer
As I sing my coffee shop song
I used to sit in the far left corner
With the boy with dreams in his eyes
Now I sit here with my lonesome guitar
Playing my soul with songs as alibis
And the bass is low in the background
As the barista makes the rounds
It’s just a chilly winter’s night
The buzz is low and the lights
They’re even lower
His and my lips whisper
As our hearts are moving farther
As I cry my coffee shop song
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