Bad Morning

Woke up to the sound of rain

Spilled my milk and missed the train

Mornings got me feeling plain

Everything's a big ol' pain

Phone is dead can't find my keys

Sneezed and got some on my sleeves

I just really want some ease

Morning blues won't let me breathe

Stepped outside, the skies are gray

Tripped and almost fell halfway

Lost my notes and lost my way

Couldn't face another day

Messy hair and creased-up shirt

Stumbled right into the dirt

Days like these they tend to hurt

But that coffee starts to spurt

Well the coffee's brewing hot

Feels like magic in a pot

Morning woes they all forgot

With that first glorious shot

Messy hair and creased-up shirt

Stumbled right into the dirt

Days like these they tend to hurt

But that coffee starts to spurt

Well the coffee's brewing hot

Feels like magic in a pot

Morning woes they all forgot

With that first glorious shot

Well the coffee's brewing hot

Feels like magic in a pot

Morning woes they all forgot

With that first glorious shot

Sun is peeking through the shade

All my worries start to fade

In this little cup I've made

Morning feels like lemonade