This afternoon... It's a special one
You believe he said he'd call you today
Your friends will have to advise you
What to order at the bar.
You agreed to drink coffe
You never liked that,
And how your face is going to look
When he sits next to you.
Today, you'll wear your most well worn jeans
And carefully mess up your hair.
In the window behind the curtain you will
See him arrive.
You will smoke a pack of cigarettes
You stole to your mom,
You're a little old to be so nervous.
You will give him your heart...
Just like everything else.
This afternoon
You two will go out to have a snack,
And I'll greet you when I pass by.