歌詞

Springtime whispers bloom in my ear

But the rain taps out its own premiere

My heart drips slow like a leaking pipe

Lost in a gray that doesn’t feel right

Oh butter coffee warm in my hand

A small solace in a dripping land

Rain outside and my heart’s the same

Quiet mornings playing their gentle game

The buds start to wake the earth turns green

Through my window it’s all softly seen

But my chest holds clouds heavy and close

A mystery storm I hate the most

Oh butter coffee warm in my hand

A small solace in a dripping land

Rain outside and my heart’s the same

Quiet mornings playing their gentle game

Why does spring bring rain on my face

New beginnings but I’m stuck in place

Each sip’s a hug but it melts too fast

I wonder how long this weather will last

Oh butter coffee warm in my hand

A small solace in a dripping land

Rain outside and my heart’s the same

Quiet mornings playing their gentle game