This song pays homage to my town's local coffee house and the hours and hours I spent there with my friends after school. It sadly closed after I graduated, but the memories of that are some of the best of my life. It was a perfect mix of caffeine, bffs, and good times. It is the stuff of pining nostalgia.
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We’d go down to the coffee house
To hear the bands play
Every Friday was filled with laughter
The apple ciders and Mexican lattes
Checkers with Nikki
Milkshakes with Seth
Treasure those high school days
‘Cause there aren’t many left
Chorus:
Remember the days of 3 a.m.
Stayin up late , sleepin in
Remember those days, they’ll come again
And the good memories
Never end
Well I don’t see them very much
Denise went down to Virginia
Jutt’s at college, Angie’s on the road
And the bands don’t play at the Java
I pull out the pictures
Of dances gone
And smile when I think of
The place where I belong
Chorus
It’s summer time once again
I think I’ll take a ride
To that coffee house down town
Where we’d all dream inside
And when I got there
How my eyes did cry
For my friends whom I love so well
Were waiting for me to come on by