Then it's morning again and it's coffee and sugar.
People rush by and are in such a hurry of fervor.
I sit at my seat, and drink my black coffee.
I savor the taste, the strong feeling, no haste.
Then it's morning again and it's coffee and sugar.
People rush by and are in such a hurry of fervor.
I sit at my seat, and drink my black coffee.
I savor the taste, the strong feeling, no haste.