Through Here Quite Often Lyrics - Crosby & Nash

I come through here quite often 

And I think about you 

I come through here quite often 

And I wonder what you do 

A wrong turn at the corner 

I could say, "I got lost" 

A confusion of memories 

Where two streets crossed 

The vision I remember 

Is eyes through the steam 

Coming off the coffee 

And rising off the cream 

And I don't even know you 

And I don't mean to stare 

But I know what you're thinking 

I can see that you dare to 

Care about people 

And look into their lives 

As you hand them a spoon 

As you polish the knives 

You reach out and touch one 

Every once in a while 

With off handed wisdom 

Or a lop-sided smile 

Now they say "Don't talk to strangers" 

I say, "Why the hell not?" 

If you don't talk to strangers 

Tell me what have you got? 

A world without wisdom 

A life without laughs 

A season of loneliness 

And friendships in half's 

Do you care about strangers 

And look into their lives 

Their sons and their daughters 

Their husbands and wives? 

So I come here for coffee 

I watch your face 

To see secret kindness 

And watch quiet grace