Lyrics:
gray skies, I won't miss you when you're gone
captive to another color, I'll be movin' on
gray skies, what worries have you known?
by no fault of Boston, we won't remember once you're gone
oh
my coffee has gone cold
saving all my dollars for that long and lonesome road
oh, my coffee's cold,
and I cannot feel my toes
can't afford another month of heat
I'll sit by the stove
twilight, how pretty you've become
I wouldn't trade your pink display for any length of sun
brown night, oh this drowsy state of mind
blurring all the colors and the thoughts
this bourbon sky
oh
my coffee has gone cold
saving all my dollars for that long and lonesome road
oh, my coffee's cold,
and I cannot feel my toes
can't afford another month of heat
Ill sit by the stove
oh, my coffee's cold,
and I'm missing all them long summer roads
can't afford another month of heat,
I'll sit by the stove
oh, my coffee's cold,
and I'm running out of them good warm clothes
saving all my dollars, oh I'm saving, saving for my
oh, my coffee's cold,
and I cannot feel no fingers nor toes
can't afford another month of heat,
I'll sit by the stove
and I fear these bones been soaking in this gray for far too long
copyright Gillian Grogan 2016
