Rain taps on café glass
Moments drift, they never last
You sit two tables down
Eyes lost in a gentle sound
A book half-closed, a thought half-read
Like stories humming in your head
And though we never spoke aloud
I felt you clear inside the crowd
Café window rain, fall slow
Trace your face I’ll never know
Somehow you feel like home
In this quiet monochrome
You exist, just out of frame
And I’m okay not knowing your name
You moved with cream and steam
Like something built into my dream
You never looked my way at all
Still, I saw you most of all
A stranger wrapped in gentle lines
Like echoes tucked between the signs
Café window rain, fall slow
Trace your face I’ll never know
Somehow you feel like home
In this quiet monochrome
You’ll leave before I find the start
Still you warmed some part
Moments drift, they never last
You sit two tables down
Eyes lost in a gentle sound
A book half-closed, a thought half-read
Like stories humming in your head
And though we never spoke aloud
I felt you clear inside the crowd
Café window rain, fall slow
Trace your face I’ll never know
Somehow you feel like home
In this quiet monochrome
You exist, just out of frame
And I’m okay not knowing your name
You moved with cream and steam
Like something built into my dream
You never looked my way at all
Still, I saw you most of all
A stranger wrapped in gentle lines
Like echoes tucked between the signs
Café window rain, fall slow
Trace your face I’ll never know
Somehow you feel like home
In this quiet monochrome
You’ll leave before I find the start
Still you warmed some part