And she pours herself another cup of coffee
As she contemplates the stain across the wall
And it’s in between the cleaning and the washing
That’s when looking back’s
The hardest part of all
And she always did her best to try and please him
While he always did his best to make her cry
And she got down on her knees to stop him leaving
But he always knew one day he’d say goodbye
Where are your friends
Where are your children
Is this your house
Is this your home
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone
And he tears the business tags from his old suitcase
As he packs away the pieces of his life
They all love him but they always try to change him
That’s what happens when a girl becomes a wife
And she pours herself another cup of coffee
As the pictures leave a clean space on the wall
And it’s in between the leaving and the loving
That’s when looking back’s
The hardest part of all
Where are your friends
Where are your children
Is this your house
Is this your home
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone
Don’t look back
Don’t give up
Pour yourself another cup
rufsetufsa said:
Endelig en sang om kaffe! Jeg er et kaffemonster 🙂 Kaffe dagen lang. Jeg drikker kaffe helt fra øynene mine slår opp til 11 – 12 tiden om kvelden. Syns kaffe er hverken vanndrivende og det holder meg heller ikke våken. Så jeg reagerer heldigvis ikke på det for jeg er mildt sagt avhengig 🙂
astridterese said:
Jeg og 🙂 Jeg kan også drikke kaffe til jeg legger meg, noe jeg gjør av og til. Helt hekta 😉
beroene said:
Enig! Veldig enig! Kaffi døgnet rundt (nesten)! Og den må vera svart og sterk! Får eg ikkje nok kaffi, vert eg sur..
astridterese said:
Enig! 😀 mannen min kaller meg kaffikjerring ( som på Jæren ikke er noe negativt ord) 🙂