what I really want now...

what I really want right now,
it's really not too much.
it's us,
going to that little cozy cafe,
in the old town,
sitting there on a Saturday night,
and looking at each other,
the violin's playing in the background,
and there air is smoky,
smells like pipe tobacco,
and my perfume...
we talk,
talk with small words,
about the old times,
and future,
we drink our late',
and listen to the violin,
we just sit there the whole night,
and talk, and read, and talk, and look...and look some more...
we don't need to talk much,
we talk with our eyes...