I walk the dark deserted street
The fog is hiding my face
The cold has paralyzed my feet
I'm trying to find a place
To warm my heart my body and soul
I feel I'm gonna lose control

Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee

The fog is like an Atlas glove
It seems my senses have run out
The sun is like a memory
Of you now you're not loving me
This emptiness just seems to stay
And all my dreams are flown away

There's no explanation
For this situation
The fog increases my frustration
Keeps my mind from happy thoughts
Seems my eyes see only frost
Everything seems lost today
Looking to find a way
To get over the things I feel today

Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee

Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee