Lyrics:
Coffee With a Friend

© 2014 by Mary Crowell.

Now here I am sipping on coffee and cream,
This Feeling—I’m caught up in some kind of dream.
I look to my left at my gloves and my hat.
My notebook is purple, the bench cold where I’ve sat. Hmmm

Chorus:
And I have not travelled at all . . .
I thought to do something when I heard you call.
The math and the scientists say I can’t go.
I have to wait here for tomor-row. Ahhhh

Now here I am sipping on coffee with you.
I’m feeling . . . forgotten. I’m missing some clue.
I look to my left at my gloves and a cat.
My notebook is purple, the bench warm where I’ve sat. Hmmm

Chorus:
And we have not travelled at all . . .
I’m telling you, “no,” but you still make the call.
The math and the scientists say we can’t go.
We have to stay present tomorrow. Ahhhh

Now here we are sipping on tea while we draw.
I’m feeling we’ve broken some physical law.
I look to my left at your sigils and cat,
My tentacles purple, the world burnt where I’ve sat. Hmmm

Chorus:
And you have not travelled at all.
I thought you’d taste crunchy when I heard you call.
The math and the scientists kept telling you, “no.”
And now there will be no tomorrow. Ahhhh

[Scat Sing over Verse Chords.]

Bridge:

You blink and wake up,
And I’m left here alone.
I look down at my cup,
And I pick up my phone.

[Pause]
Now here I am sipping on coffee and cream.
This feeling . . . I’m caught up in somebody’s dream.
I look to my left at my gloves and my hat.
My notebook is purple—the chair? It’s cold where I’ve sat. Hmmm.

Chorus:
And I have not travelled at all . . .
I thought to do something when I heard you call.
The math and the scientists say I can’t go.
I have to wait here for tomor-row. Ahhhh

[Scat through outro]