One More Cup Of Coffee Lyrics - Bic Runga

(Bob Dylan) 

Your breath is sweet 

Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky 

Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 

On the pillow where you lie 

But I don't sense affection 

No gratitude or love 

Your loyalty is not to me 

But to the stars above 

One more cup of coffee for the road 

One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 

To the valley below 

Your daddy he's an outlaw 

And a wanderer by trade 

He'll teach you how to pick and choose 

And how to throw the blade 

He oversees his kingdom 

So no stranger does intrude 

His voice it trembles as he calls out 

For another plate of food 

One more cup of coffee for the road 

One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 

To the valley below 

Your sister sees the future 

Like your mama and yourself 

You've never learned to read or write 

There's no books upon your shelf 

But your pleasure knows no limits 

Your voice is like a meadowlark 

And your heart is like an ocean 

Mysterious and dark 

One more cup of coffee for the road 

One more cup of coffee 'fore I go