Caught your scent and couldn’t let go
A fleeting glimpse and couldn’t say no
Is it Love?

It’s about the way you drink your coffee, early in the morning
Up to your lips and a little sip, oh too hot
How you smile when you wake up next to me, your eyes still a little sleepy
The way you handle silence with a shrug
Or the songs you sing along with in the car, windows down for all to hear
It’s the voice on the other end of the telephone line
A gleam in your eye.

Love is the way you grow old together
The way I pick my teeth or stay up too late
How you get frustrated and sigh, roll your eyes
It’s all about how you think back
Remember that fleeting glimpse
And the way it felt inside
It’s about growing old, and still enjoying
That sip of coffee
And waking up next to you


Just a lovely love story.