I drink a coffee every morning
It comes from a place that´s far away
And when I´m done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say

I don´t want you thinking I´m unhappy
What is closer to the truth
Is if I lived ´til I was one-hundred and two
I just don´t think I´ll ever get over you

I´m no longer moved to drink strong whiskey
I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived ´til I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don´t think I´ll ever get over you

Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter´s still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even, even after all these years

I don´t want you thinking I don´t get asked to dinner
´Cause I´m here to say that I sometimes do
And even though I may soon feel a touch of love
I just don´t think I´ll ever get over you

And if I lived ´til I was one-hundred and two
I just don´t think I´ll ever get over you...