"Iced Coffee"

There's something magical about admiring your hands

that twists, grips, and brews coffee

just like you know how to love me

in every cup I sip, you glance

Falling in your eyes

Falling in your ice.

You make caffeine worth the take

You make forget "too much" has repercussions

Melt me, roast me, brew me, too many to mention

Lure me more with every dough you bake.

Falling in your eyes.

Falling in your ice.

I don't really mind the greed it brings

To sooth my nose with every bean

To fill my throat with every blend, so keen

Everything you feed me is wedding rings

Falling in your eyes.

Falling in your ice.

To all the Iced Coffees you made, I ache with romance

I can't wait for more flavors, from your cup, from your tongue

I can't resist to worship such hands that is young

It would be your fault that I would crave such trance.

Falling in your eyes.

Falling in your ice.