Café in Paris
by McCutcheonParis café in the summertime
Wishing well feeling good
People walk by
City pace
Talking loud and walking fast
We sit like still life
Cigarette smoke billowing
Laughing laughing laughing
And listening to music
Dancing in the café
Sitting outside on the sidewalk
Coffee strong and black
On this warm night
The beer is cold
Holding it’s own and us up
Paris breeze flows
The smell of roses and wine and grime
Cars honk nearby
metro rubbles below
We draw little doodles
Cartoon characters
Who resemble the couples who pass us
Our past loves and lovers
Never forgotten
This is the place
For recollection, reflection
And we dream our own thoughts
And smoke and drink and listen
Laughing laughing laughing
Happy to be back
After being gone far too long
Wishing well feeling good
People walk by
City pace
Talking loud and walking fast
We sit like still life
Cigarette smoke billowing
Laughing laughing laughing
And listening to music
Dancing in the café
Sitting outside on the sidewalk
Coffee strong and black
On this warm night
The beer is cold
Holding it’s own and us up
Paris breeze flows
The smell of roses and wine and grime
Cars honk nearby
metro rubbles below
We draw little doodles
Cartoon characters
Who resemble the couples who pass us
Our past loves and lovers
Never forgotten
This is the place
For recollection, reflection
And we dream our own thoughts
And smoke and drink and listen
Laughing laughing laughing
Happy to be back
After being gone far too long