Rainy day at the coffeehouse And it's nice and warm inside I take a seat by the fireplace And I close my eyes And I see her sitting next to me I take her hand in mine And we go dancing down the city streets And through the pines But it's all in my head Just a daydream of what might have been If she ever came back again On a rainy day, at the cafe But the fire fades and the rain lets up And I see it's time to go Chairs get stacked, laptops get packed And I grab my coat And I wonder if she ever thinks of me From time to time And I wonder if I'll ever get the chance To ask her name, next time... But it's all in my head Just a daydream of what might have been If she ever came back again On a rainy day, at the cafe