Imagine way back when When angels were deep within And a light in the North was your only proof In August lullabies You were watching the fireflies You were naked and under a midnight moon Now nearly everyday Everything's just shades of gray It's kind of like you're tired and blue so blue You work like a dog because Think about it everyone does As opposed to the thought that there's no one like you But there's this cafe you pass on the way home With the steam on the glass and a soft glow and a piano and a mood And the customers look happier than you But there's this cafe you pass on the way home And when you're tired and you're trashed And you're sort of like a list of to-do's The customers look happier than you So imagine if you will Angels are singin' still And though it's been years You can still hear that sound You're cynical these days But oh, you pause 'cause they say All those who labor lay down, lay down And the cafe you pass on the way home Takes you back in your mind to a lost time when you had time to lose And the customers look happier than you