"Cafe (live)" genre: Acoustic
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	This version of this song was recorded live at Club Passim in Cambridge MA on October 3, 2002 by Steve Friedman of Melville Park Studios.
	MP3.com CD: Century - buy it! Credits: written and performed by Frank Romanelli
	Story Behind the Song I walked into a Cafe one day where I had been playing a weekly gig for a few months. There was a girl standing at the counter talking to the cashier. She was beautiful. I walked up and said hello to both of them. For the next ten minutes, here and I talked about everything from Einsteen and quantum physics to past memories and past lives. Then she left. An hour later, I was home writing this song. I never saw her again. Lyrics I'd seen her several times before. She smiled when I walked through the door. I never noticed she was lookin' I thought that she was beautiful, but never thought much more until One day when we just started talkin' I couldn't see through her disguise, dark glasses covered up her eyes But there was somethin' there that told me That I had spoke to her before, just when and where I wasn't sure But when I did I knew she loved me This was not the first time that my heart had told me someone new was an old friend How could I be wishing now that she could hold me if I had only met her then We only talked for minutes but when that time was finished I knew that we would talk again Cuz there was somethin' in the way she smiled and stood there That made me sure it wouldn't be the end I'm not sure how I know it But I have loved that girl many times before And it's as real as anything I've ever known And I can't wait to tell her I still love her I've always kind of understood that even though my life is good That there's an empty place inside me And when I look through her disguise Isee that same place in her eyes And know I want her here beside me This is not the first time that my heart has told me she is more than just a friend An' I can't wait until the next time that she holds me; I'm so glad we met again I can't wait . . . yeah, until she holds me . . . And tells me that she loves me . . . I can't wait . . . until I get to tell her That I'll always love her. Yeah, I can't wait to love her.

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