turkish coffee - been waiting for you.
your black foamy crema is zingıng right thru
my fingertips as i take more sips
and relish a seat ın the shade.
flags reign high over the land,
at the gas station and the fruit stand.
its hard to hide the pride inside
please - take a cold watermelon.
you honk at us twice
you wave cuz you're nice
you invıte us inside
and you tell us our rides...
should have engines.
past the mountains i'd feared
we can now cheer
in turkey - it's clear...
that we're strong ones.
and i don't want this trip to be