Coffee Shop

We’ll be sitting at a coffee shop, you like laughing about the days we were
lost.
Soon enough, soon enough, girl.
Soon enough, soon enough.
We’ll have a little old house by the cornor with a dog on the porch where the
paints peeled off.
It ain’t soon enough, girl. It ain’t soon enough
Now what if shit don’t work the way we planned?
'Cus being broke at thirty is so ramantic, now.
Is it?
Hold on a second, wait a minute.
Seems I need to be holding up a cheque for you to get it
See the faces of the kids in the crowd when they up in it