The sun sneaks through my window cracks A sleepy world on weary tracks The air is warm but the breeze is shy I hear the kettle start to sigh Oh the smell of coffee wakes my soul A liquid hug that makes me whole A morning ritual, a whispered prayer In every sip, my burdens tear The mug is chipped but it holds my dreams Swirls of steam and hopeful schemes A bittersweet taste, a gentle start It wraps its hands around my heart Oh the smell of coffee wakes my soul A liquid hug that makes me whole A morning ritual, a whispered prayer In every sip, my burdens tear A grind of beans, the quiet hum A daily song where joy will come The rhythm steady, the flavor bold In every drop, a story told Oh the smell of coffee wakes my soul A liquid hug that makes me whole A morning ritual, a whispered prayer In every sip, my burdens tear
