COLD MORNING
Out of all the restaurants And fancy meals I’ve had
There’s nothing that can compare To a good bacon and eggs breakfast In a roadside diner
On a freezing cold morning After a long drive through the night
Sitting there Looking out the window At the frost on the ground
Soaking up the morning sun Streaming in through the window And the egg yolk
On my buttered toast
And thoughts of You Pass through my mind And flashes of eternity And I think to myself
How good life feels right now As the café angel
With the light in her eyes Hovers around me
And asks me caringly If I’d like a top up Of my coffee cup
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