Coffee in the Summertime

I like coffee in the summertime
Smoke rising from the steaming mug
Held tightly in my throbbing hand
But I can never let go

By the window in the front room
With Coldplay on the stereo
Speakers thumping to the bassline
On a coaster shaped like New York

I like coffee in the summertime
From the coffeepot that sometimes leaks
A reminder of times gone by
And the girl who left it by my sink

On that late, hazy afternoon
When there was nothing better to do
And we’d just come from the beach
With sand in hard to reach places

I like coffee in the summertime
While wearing khaki shorts with cuffs
Training to be one of the bourgeoisie
But dreading it at the same time

And it has to go down smoothly
Teased with one percent milk
Tickled by too much sugar to care
Stirred and stirred with love

I like coffee in the summertime
Because it reminds me of you.

Sam