Lyric

Seven o'clock

I'm there again

Same little table

By the window pane

A spoon on the saucer

A folded napkin line

I stir my sweet tea

And call it mine

You said, "be late"

I said, "okay"

But the chair across

Still knows your name

Table at seven

Save me a seat

Save me a seat

Table at seven

Don't make me repeat

Don't make me repeat

Table at seven

I'm counting the minutes

Table at seven

Come in and finish it

The waitress smiles

Like she understands

She sets two cups down

Then takes her hand

A small brass lamp

A hush in the room

Your coat on the back

Like a half-kept tune

The door can swing

The night can bend

I keep one corner

For you to enter in

Table at seven

Save me a seat

Save me a seat

Table at seven

Don't make me repeat

Don't make me repeat

Table at seven

I'm counting the minutes

Table at seven

Come in and finish it

If you walk in late

I'll still be here

With a warm little smile

And a patient year

The band goes soft

The glasses ring

And all I wanted

Is one simple thing

Table at seven

Save me a seat

Save me a seat

Table at seven

Don't make me repeat

Don't make me repeat

Table at seven

I'm counting the minutes

Table at seven

Come in and finish it

Table at seven

Stay here with me

Table at seven

Like it was meant to be