歌詞

Little cup and bitter gold

Morning story, still untold

The window fogs, the machine hums

The tapping of the barista's thumbs

I take the small round table there

And breathe the roasted morning air

Give this day its daily bread

One warm cup before I'm led

Espresso and the early crowd

Someone reading, no one loud

Start it small and start it slow

Then I'll have somewhere to go

A stranger smiles, the sugar spills

Outside the day begins its hills

But in this cup the world is kind

And leaves the hurry far behind

Espresso and the early crowd

Someone reading, no one loud

Start it small and start it slow

Then I'll have somewhere to go

The strength I need to meet the day

Comes small and warm and finds a way

Espresso and the early crowd

Someone reading, no one loud

Start it small and start it slow

Then I'll have somewhere to go

Little cup and bitter gold

Morning story, still untold