Coffee at Grandma's

His name is Kurti, always running late
Always got a reason, always out the gate (gate)
He says he needs coffee, but not just any place
Gotta have it at his grandma's, he's got a special taste

Oh Kurti, always on the go (go-go)
Coffee at grandma's, that's all he needs to know (know-know)
He's never on time, but we love him just the same (same-same)
Coffee at grandma's, it's always just a game

He's got excuses, every single day
Traffic or a detour, nothing stands in his way (way)
But when he's sipping grandma's brew, time just slips away
Love and caffeine, it's his favorite getaway

Kurti's plans are like a puzzle
Missing half the pieces (pieces-pieces)
Late again, but his charm, it never ceases (ceases-ceases)
"We're waiting!" we tease, but in our voices, love
For Kurti, somehow, is always enough

In a world that's rushing, Kurti finds his pace (pace-pace)
Not bound by minutes, but life's embrace (embrace-embrace)
It's not just tardiness, it's Kurti's way to say
"I'm here for you, just might be delayed."

Oh Kurti, always on the go (go-go)
Coffee at grandma's, that's all he needs to know (know-know)
He's never on time, but we love him just the same (same-same)
Coffee at grandma's, a lovely waiting game

He's always down for whatever
"Just give me time!" he'll plead (plead-plead)
A bit bad at planning, but there in every need (need-need)
In his delay, a lesson, perhaps for us to see
In every pause, a moment, where life's meant to be

Here's to Kurti, with love that's always waiting (waiting-waiting)
For coffee, for laughs, his presence captivating (vating-vating)
In every late arrival, a story to unfold
Kurti, our friend, with a heart of gold