Retro Café

Meet you somewhere about there
In a flash of cool memories.
A song on the juke-box – to be fair
In my stomach I feel fairies.

In going back when we first met
I would howl like a newborn.
When I was so afraid my heart got wet,
You were my shield, I still don't have a sword.

My heart takes me there, but my feet are numb...
How can I, how could you, ever be so dumb ?
Please tell me my mind isn't flawed,
Please tell me how to store it all !
Please show me I still have no soul !
And all the lights, the cold drinks and that hot girl there,
I could turn away, my shackles are your stare.
Throwing a dice sounds too cliché,
Just meet me at the Retro Café.

The world outside is cold and dark,
But some things are even colder.
Like my brain after a midnight snack ;
Or everytime I need a cold shower.

To some bastards I gave everything
When you smash trust, you can't ever be joking !
Now I can't glue back any of the smithereens
But I'll try my best, and I won't be following
My sorrows and my pain away...
You can't always win anyway...
But I thought I could dream anyday...

Some days are so lonely
I could get off just being her,
Deaf people say I'm a lunatic lady ;
Tell me your problems, I'm a great listener.

We'll meet down at the Retro Café,
Just be there, I won't know what to say
I don't even have anything to pray...
But I'll see you at the Retro Café.