In a small café there is a sign
Stop for a moment and have a glass of wine
Take the time to rest a little while
You’ll still be able to walk another mile
Hurry, hurry rush, rush, rush
Melee, confusion, sometimes a fuss
We have forgotten to smile and say hello
It’s always “how you doing,” “I’ve got to go”
The worries remain the regrets sometimes too
But sharing your problems help to solve a few
So take a moment, please sit by my side
I’m feeling blue like somebody died
It’s just one of those days, I don’t know why
But can you spare a minute I’m hurting inside.