Tekstovi: Waterdown. Decaffeinated.

I'll just be sitting at this table, forever
I can't stand arguing any longer
She said as she got up to leave

Then she left, and I'm still here
I can't imagine what she thinks
About me now
If she still does think about me

She should know I'm all right

Does the waitress wonder
Why I'm coming here
For some coffee and to wait
Does my smile look alright

If she looked at me
Could she tell I'm alone

She should know I'm all right

The one thing I don't know
Is why, this is not over yet?
The one thing

She should know I'm all right
She should know I'm all right