作词 : Jenny Hong

作曲 : Jenny Hong

With a book in hand,

I brew my Morning coffee,

Laid on the couch as rain taps the windows softly.

Leaves outside blur as the glass is

Covered in a haze

Then a sip of coffee takes me down memory lane.

Summer day, old cafÉ when you first appeared.

At the table by the wall with the antique mirror.

You’ d have your Americano

and I’ d have my Latte,

Having conversations about the future and past days.

As the coffee scent

Slowly fills the space

It brings warmth init's embrace

Coffee bends time’ s flow

In every cup is a story

from start reaching to the end

The end the end

Burning leaves through the window as autumn is near

Same me, same coffee, for months and years.

I’ ve forgotten about us and

What we could have been

As the coffee scent

Slowly fills the space

It brings warmth init's embrace

Coffee bends time’ s flow

In every cup is a story

from start reaching to the end The end the end

If paths cross again,coffee's on, just like old times

We’ ll talk, say goodbye,

You’ ll leave to the east and I’ ll head to the west.

From the Bottom of my heart, I wish you the best.