She wipes the counter with a cloth
A yellow moth flies near the light
The street below is thick as broth
The slate grey roofs fade into night
High above the cobblestone
Watching all the world alone
Silver spoons and coffee beans
Painting all the city scenes
A copper pot begins to boil
The morning breeze is sharp and cold
She sees the urban engine coil
As golden stories all unfold
High above the cobblestone
Watching all the world alone
Silver spoons and coffee beans
Painting all the city scenes
The taxi horns hum far away
The driver knows the quickest route
A sudden splash of blue and grey
The winter flower starts to sprout
High above the cobblestone
Watching all the world alone
Silver spoons and coffee beans
Painting all the city scenes
White aprons tied in a tight knot
The kettle hums on a hot spot
One lonely chair by the railing
A paper boat slowly sailing
She pours the cream in steady streams
The sugar cubes dissolve in gold
The city wakes from heavy dreams
As midnight secrets all unfold
High above the cobblestone
Watching all the world alone
Silver spoons and coffee beans
Painting all the city scenes
Zinc table, coffee steam
The city is a velvet dream Velvet dream
Velvet dream
