I walk the dark deserted street The fog is hiding my face The cold has paralyzed my feet I'm trying to find a place To warm my heart my body and soul I feel I'm gonna lose control Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee The fog is like an Atlas glove It seems my senses have run out The sun is like a memory Of you now you're not loving me This emptiness just seems to stay And all my dreams are flown away There's no explanation For this situation The fog increases my frustration Keeps my mind from happy thoughts Seems my eyes see only frost Everything seems lost today Looking to find a way To get over the things I feel today Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee Cup of hot coffee