The Diner - Lyrics - Out Of Range

Title: The Diner
Album: Out Of Range
Artist: Ani Difranco
Composer(s): Ani Difranco

Lyric:
I'm calling from the diner, the diner on the corner
I ordered two coffees, one is for you
I was hoping you'd join me 'cause I ain't got no money
And I really miss you I should mention that too

Yes, I know what time it is, in fact, I just checked
I even know the date and the month and the year
I know I haven't been sleeping and when I do
I just dream of you dear

I miss watching you drool on your pillow
I miss watching you pull on your clothes
I miss listening to you in the bathroom
Flushing the toilet, blowing your nose

I'm calling from the diner, the diner on the corner
I ordered two coffees, one is for you
The cups are so close, the steam is rising
In one stream how are you

I think you're the least fucked up person I've ever met
And that may be as close to the real thing
As I'm ever gonna get but my quarter's gonna run out now
Or so I'm told I guess I'd better go sit down
And wait for you till my coffee gets cold