it was just another aimless evening on the train I
could not find where I was trying to go
but sometimes when you're lost
you end up just where you're supposed to go

when you looked at me I got this feeling
stronger than the coffee I was drinking at the time
it was very strong
stronger than I'd had in quite a while

When our glances finally touched I got all warm from head to toe
my coffee sat and froze
I tried to read my book
but lost count of the glances that I took

It's like I'm drinking what I am because this
coffee's got an edge
and its the darkest bitter brew
you would brighten me
but bitter is all I can offer you
that and my best effort to improve