of coffee and I still can't face the day
who got lost along the way
And if I don't stop this trembling
hand from reaching for the phone
I'll be reachin' for the bottle,
Lord, before this day is done
I'm on my second cup of coffee,
I still can't face the day
The room was filled with laughs as
But my sleep was filled with dreaming
of the wrongs that I had done
The gentle sweet reminder of
I'm on my second cup of coffee,
I still can't face the dawn
The radio is playin' a soft country song
And if I don't stop this trembling
hand from reaching for the phone
I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord,
I'm on my second cup of coffee
and I still can't face the day
who got lost along the way
And if I don't stop this trembling
hand from reaching for the phone
I'll be reachin' for the bottle,
Lord, before this day is done