(Verse 1) You left in a rush, toast still in the pan, Shoes by the door, and your coat on the stand. The mirror still fogged from your morning breath, Like you were here... and then just left. Your lipstick’s on the edge of my favorite cup, I pour the brew, but don’t drink it up. It sits there, quiet, on the kitchen tile, Like us — cooling down after a little while. (Chorus) Cold coffee, and a half-made bed, Echoes of the words we never said. You held me like a whisper in the rain, Now I’m just dancing with the pain. And I still sit in the space you filled, This love’s not gone, just standing still. (Verse 2) That Polaroid we took in July, Still stuck to the fridge like a frozen sky. You looked at me like I was a song, Now I’m humming alone, wondering what went wrong. Your sweater’s draped on the back of my chair, Smells like cinnamon and midnight air. I put it on when the nights get cold, Pretending your arms are still wrapped in fold. (Chorus) Cold coffee, on a quiet day, Love faded slow, but never walked away. Like steam on the window, hard to trace, Gone without leaving a single place. And I still speak to the silence here, Pretend it's your voice that I hear. (Bridge – Stripped back, heartfelt) Maybe you’ll come back when the leaves turn red, Or maybe it’s all just in my head. But I’d wait in this kitchen forever or more, If your keys turned back in the front door... (Final Chorus – Emotional peak) Cold coffee, in a chipped old cup, I drink you down, but it’s never enough. Some things cool but never fade, Like your name in the songs I play. And I still love what we couldn’t be... You and me... and cold coffee. (Outro – whispered) Still warm in memory... Still there in my morning... Cold coffee.
