Lonely Eyes - Dear Mr Time

Sipping my Americano

In café

Everybody’s full of

And I don’t pay

Ten across is Al Pacino

But I’m no Sigmund Freud

You’re sipping your cappuccino

You fill my void

You’ve got lonely eyes

Sad and lonely eyes

You’ve got lonely eyes

Such lonely eyes

Such lonely eyes

Taking on your situation

Is like a loaded gun

But a little conversation

Might help you some

I could make you smile a little

With some attitude

But you don’t need company

Just solitude