in the Red Café
sits a woman in her bright red
coat. I wonder if (just like me)
she’s waiting for a bright red boat.
You see – that would really make my day
and if I had the courage, I’d go over and say:
Excuse me, are you waiting for a bright red boat
to pass this way? And by the way, I really love your bright red
coat. I think she’d smile, and maybe we’d wait together for a while.