I drink a coffee every morning

It comes from a place that's far away

And when I'm done I feel like talking

Without you here there is less to say



I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy

What is closer to the truth

Is if I lived 'til I was one-hundred and two

I just don't think I'll ever get over you



I'm no longer moved to drink strong whiskey

I shook the hand of time and I knew

That if I lived 'til I could no longer climb my stairs

I just don't think I'll ever get over you



Your face it dances and it haunts me

Your laughter's still ringing in my ears

I still find pieces of your presence here

Even, even after all these years



I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner

'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do

And even though I may soon feel a touch of love

I just don't think I'll ever get over you



And if I lived 'til I was one-hundred and two

I just don't think I'll ever get over you...