The frost is on the window,
The world is cold and still,
But I've got my morning coffee,
And all the warmth I feel.
Warm coffee, in my hands,
On a winter morning, I understand,
The simple joy, the quiet peace,
With every sip, my worries cease.
The day is slowly waking,
But I'm still in this dream,
With every drop of coffee,
Life is softer than it seems.
Warm coffee, in my hands,
On a winter morning, I understand,
The simple joy, the quiet peace,
With every sip, my worries cease.
Oh, winter morning, stay a while,
With coffee's warmth and a soft smile.