I haven't got a crystal ball at hand
I wish I had, to see what lays ahead
But wonder if I really want to know
The day I won't be living but be dead
I ask myself what has been going wrong
What made us wander off the path of love
But as we never found the answer right
So many questions stayed when you took off
I think I'll stick to mem'ries of the past
The happy ones that makes me smile a lot
Of early morns you woke me with a tray
With buttered toast and coffee damping hot
Whatever future is laid out for me
I'll never swap my coffee for a tea



