Mi cafe con leche
Time ticks by as i sit, waiting, sippin the mocha
Trying to stay warm from the cold uncertainties of this world
I lose my train of thought
Drowned by your image and im ok with it
You know...Life's told me to release my grip on expectations
Que sera, sera... whatever will be, will be
Yet i put up a fight, till whatever will be, is for me
Its nerve wrecking to think of the unknown of our tomorrows
We've been raised to be creatures of hopes and dreams
And as i sit in this cafe, having just that, hopes and dreams
There's nothing else i can do
But let the grains of this hour glass pass
Waiting
For your response to life's questions
To what it's thrown at us
Hoping you dream of me too
