I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day   I'm thinking of the lady who got lost along the way   And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone   I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is done      I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day   The room was filled with laughs as we sang the night away   But my sleep was filled with dreaming of the wrongs that I had done   The gentle sweet reminder of a daughter and a son      Sitting alone, my friends have all gone home   You never know when they'll come droppin' in   Thinking of girls with their fingers in my curls   Too young to understand how love begins      I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the dawn   The radio is playin' a soft country song   And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone   I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is done      Sitting alone, my friends have all gone home   You never know when they'll come droppin' in   Thinking of girls with their fingers in my curls   Too young to understand how love begins      I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day   I'm thinking of the lady who got lost along the way   And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone   I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is done   And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone   I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is done