Mrs. Coffee

Drip drip drip in the coffee pot
Thoughts of you drop in a lot
You opened doors and rang the church bells loud
Inside my heart

And I sang you a song
But you did not sing along
And I heard our harmonies
But you did not sing with me

You wanted to drink of my black sea
And you wanted to taste the strong woman in me

No sugar no cream
I grind the darkest bean
The little bird she lost her wings
On the perfect wind machine