True Love of Coffee

Reflections, tell me

  What do you know

    Tell me now

      What secrets do you keep

I have your dreams

  I’ll give them to you for a price

    I have your dreams

      Do you know what makes you weep

Simply tell me all your secrets

  You know them all so well

    Simply tell me all your secrets

      Is your dreaming not worth the words

You can have all these illusions

  Your answers may be sharply edged as swords

    You can have all these illusions

      Your reaction may simply be regret

Tell me all your secrets

  I just want to know the dreams

    Tell me all your secrets

      Stop looking in this mirror

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