I get up in the morning
And I start to write again
Thinking back to yesterday
The way things were back then
I start to write the words
And then the tears begin to fall
I think about the many things
I miss the most of all
It’s just another lonely day
Like all the ones before
I wipe away the teardrops
But I know there will be more
Some fall into my coffee
I don’t pay it any mind
That coffee cup you gave me
I could never seem to find
Teardrops in my coffee
Rainin’ in my heart
Is there a magic potion
that can fix a broken heart?
Teardrops in my coffee
Rainin’ in my heart
If I could only break the spell
and make a brand new start
It seems like only yesterday
That you were here with me
And life was free and easy
Just the way it’s s’posed to be
Time has it’s own agenda
There’s no reason and no rhyme
You do the best you can
Until you just run out of time
It seems like only yesterday
That you were here with me
And life was free and easy
Just the way it’s s’posed to be
Time has it’s own agenda
There’s no reason and no rhyme
You do the best you can
Until you just run out of time
Yesterday becomes tomorrow
Tomorrow yesterday
Weeks turn into months
And all the years just slip away
Till one day you are all alone
One-half of what was two
Asking where the time went
And what will become of you
If I could live my life again
I’d live it differently
I’d stop to smell the roses
And I’d keep you close to me
But wisdom comes too late in life
For some never at all
And the world spins ‘round in circles
Till we stumble and we fall
I take a sip of coffee
It’s too salty now to drink
Just one too many teardrops
And too much time to think
Yesterday becomes tomorrow
Tomorrow yesterday
Weeks turn into months
And all the years just slip away
Till one day you are all alone
One-half of what was two
Asking where the time went
And what will become of you
If I could live my life again
I’d live it differently
I’d stop to smell the roses
And I’d keep you close to me
But wisdom comes too late in life
For some never at all
And the world spins
‘Round in circles
Till we stumble and we fall
I take a sip of coffee
It’s too salty now to drink
Just one too many teardrops
And too much time to think
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