Porchlight Rendezvous

(hummm) Coffee in a paper cup,

table with a single chair

I still see the space you left right there (oh-oh-oh)

Gas station coffee steam

rising on the pine

Staring at the countertop,

tracing every line

Down the gravel driveway,

morning's breaking cold

Thinking 'bout the promises that we couldn't hold

Old man from next door leaning on his porch light rail

Pretending that it's casual,

watching for the mail

He knows the quiet sound of a truck that didn't stay

He just nods his head

and looks the other way

(yeah) Coffee in a paper cup,

table with a single chair

I still see the space you left right there

We built a kingdom on a diner dime And I'd pay it

all to hold you one more time

Just a table

with a single chair (hmmm)