Coffee Shop
Cold, I pull my coat to me,
near the place where we started
A shelter for my thoughts
I pass almost daily
Your cure for a hardness of the heart,
still the compass of my affection,
became lyrics I couldn’t improve upon
Cold, I pull my coat to me,
near the place where we started
A shelter for my thoughts
I pass almost daily
Your cure for a hardness of the heart,
still the compass of my affection,
became lyrics I couldn’t improve upon
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