coffee pots
I knew as I walked inside
The signs were there for all
Little things that scream so loud
Bedsted far from the wall
Two coffee pots still on the stove
As I walked through the door
Tell me someone stayed last night
As my soul hits the floor
Then the way you stop your sentance
For it's not him you're talking to
Show it's not me in your heart
It's over.....we are through
I want to trust, I want to love
For we are all born free
But coffee pots and bedsteds
Killed all of that in me