Coffee From a Jar
Hey remember baby
When we were so poor
We drank our coffee from a jar
My baby we've come so far
The miles prove it in the car
And none of it means anything
To anyone but us 2
Hey remember baby
How we crossed the desert
Carving memories in canyonlands
How we climbed the Rockies holding hands
Your hat still shaded with red desert sands
And none of it means anything
To anyone but us 2
So back to the coffee My Love
My favorite part of the day
I get that flashback of us in the car
Sharing coffee from a jar
That's still in our cupboard by the way!
And none of it means anything
To anyone but us 2
Copyright © Grace Cyrus | Year Posted 2013
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