Two Cups Going Cold
Style: Indie folk

[Verse 1]
Two cups sit on the platform
Both of them going cold
One is yours, one is mine
This is the story they told

[Pre-chorus]
I could stand here for hours
Not minding the train being late
Something in me keeps waiting
For you to look my way

[Chorus]
Annabelle, you steady my hands
You make the waiting feel small
Nothing about this is grand
Annabelle, I'd wait through it all

[Verse 2]
You laugh at something small
And the whole platform feels warm
I've loved you in quiet moments
I've loved you through every storm

[Chorus]
Annabelle, you steady my hands
You make the waiting feel small
Nothing about this is grand
Annabelle, I'd wait through it all

[Bridge]
No one else makes me feel this
Simple and sure and true
There's no big word for it
Just me, choosing you

[Chorus]
Annabelle, you steady my hands
You make the waiting feel small
Nothing about this is grand
Annabelle, I'd wait through it all

[Outro]
Two cups gone cold on the platform
Still, I would sit here with you

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