Black Coffee In Bed

There's a stain on my notebook

Where your coffee cup was

And there's ash in the pages

Now I've got myself lost

I was writing to tell you

That my feelings tonight

Are a stain on my notebook

That rings your goodbye

Now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

With the way that you left me

I can hardly contain

The hurt and the anger

And the joy of the pain

Now knowing I'm single

There'll be fire in my eyes

And a stain on my notebook

For a new love tonight

Now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

Now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed

From the lips without passion

To the lips with a kiss

There's nothing of your love

That I'll ever miss

The stain on my notebook

Remains all that's left

Of the memory of late nights

And coffee in bed

Of the memory of late nights

And coffee in bed

Now she's gone

And I'm back on the beat

A stain on my notebook

Says nothing to me

Now she's gone

And I'm out with a friend

With lips full of passion

And coffee in bed