Lights dim on the avenue

The ice-cream shop closes with me

I am the woman who serves smiles

I lick the ice cream that was left

The shutters roll down slowly

The street smells like cold sugar

Your shadow passes by the corner

And my shift ends with you

The stand closes, the taste remains

Sweet night in my heart

With no customers, it’s just you and me

Under the sign that says goodbye

I put away the cups one by one

The moon stares through the glass

Your laughter stays in the display

And the cold sleeps in my apron

The stand closes, the taste remains

Sweet night in my heart

With no customers, it’s just you and me

Under the sign that says goodbye

I turn off the cold, light a sigh

Tomorrow I open for your warmth