This morning home was chillier than grief
And I was shaking like an aspen leaf
Till that first sip of the coffee
Which made me feel somewhat alright again
And, for some reason I don't know
It took me some thirty years back, too
To when my lonely heart was even lonelier
And wouldn't know how to love
Not that I can say it does now
I guess it was worse back then
Maybe down the road somewhere
I'll learn how to love
Or maybe, I'll learn how to love again
On the home stretch or something
Then I met you
Then I loved you
Or I thought I loved you
To this day
I don't know which one is true
Well, whatever it was, I loved it too
For it taught me a great deal
I was the student, so to speak
You were the teacher, so to speak
"Us" was the school, so to speak
I learned what having a warm heart is
I learned how to warm one's heart too
I even learned how one can cool one's heart
From fire to ice
I learned just about everything
From warm to cool
I learned all in that school
I even learned that
If one ices your heart up enough
To the freezing point
It will break into pieces so badly
No one will be able to...
Well...
I'd rather not say it
Not saying it out loud
Makes me feel good
Not saying it out loud, in fact
Keeps me from feeling bad
You were the first love
Hence, the first error
Over and above
An act of terror
I made women suffer me
After you, yes. It's true
On top of my frailty
You were a reason too
Then again, I probably learned best
How to semi-professionally detest
Maybe one more sip of that coffee
Will sort it all out
After all, sun's coming out
And before I'll know it
Home will be the only warm thing around