Cafe Stella (Remastered)

[Verse] In the corner of a quaint little café He watched Stella’s patrons, their stories, and their ways A sprinkle of salt, a dash of sugar With a pen in his hand Walt captured iit all. [Chorus] He was a whimsical sage, with a sketch book in his hand In life's gallery, he was no mystery Finding joy in every sip of coffee strong In laughter and moments, his sketches captured it all [Verse] He danced through the rain, umbrella in hand With a twirl, he turned the gloom to grand With the pen in his hand he captured a song Every drawn detail whispers of a life lived long. [Chorus] He was a whimsical sage, with a sketch book in his hand. In life's gallery, Walt’s drawings were no mystery Finding joy in every sip of coffee strong In moments of laughter and memories, his sketches live on Capturing it all [Outro]