You Left the Window Open

I still remember the first morning light

You wanted oat milk but they only had soy

We laughed it off in the cold winter air

A tiny detail I still keep somewhere

And now the seasons are turning so fast

And some things are never quite destined to last (mmmmm)

But I know your coffee,

I know your name

Even if everything else has to change

I hold to the small things when we are apart

A quiet reminder

engraved in my heart

Now I just pass by that shop on the street

Watching the steam rise and feeling defeat

I know your order,

but nothing of you

Just a faded receipt

of a dream we once knew

Just a double shot,

extra hot, memory of you (ooh)