17 janeiro, 2008

Black Coffee

i'm feeling mighty lonesome
haven't slept a winki
walk the floor and watch the door
and in between i drink black coffee
love's a hand me down brew
i'll never know a sunday in this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows One o'clock to four
And, Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour
Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday My Sunday dream's too dry
(sarah vaughan, black coffee)

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