I see you everyday, as I walk past the shiny glass windows. In your khakis, your toes a tappin, with your laptop up and running. My immagination runs wild as I wonder who you could be. Are you handsome Prince, hiding away in this little old town? Are you looking for a Princess to be? Could you be a Doctor, sipping coffee between shifts? Could you simply be, just the one for me? Have you ever noticed me through the big, shiny glass windows, slowly walking by, admiring your tappin toes? In the seconds it takes for me to walk by, my mind travles far and wide, wondering who my coffee house love could really be.