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