There's a phone line,

there's ovation

right at the bar at the railroad station

And there's a story,

a kind of fable

All the court at the corner table



On it is a message, been there some time

It starts off, "The coffee tasted so fine."



It says, "One day

this may find you.

These few words may just remind you.”



"We sat here together just to pass time

and you said how the coffee tasted so fine."



It goes on to

say, "I love you.

If you find this I must hear from you."



It gives a number,but the name

has faded away

All that is left are just the words,

"Maybe someday."



Well, that's the story

and her fable

Never leave alone from a corner table