Gone Cold

I made a pot of coffee in the morning and I broke down

'Cause you're not around, you're not around I could not have expected to feel like this

Every memory comes with each passing step, each passing step

Now it's gone cold, gone cold

While I waited on your call

And I can't hold, can't hold

Back these feelings after all

Now it's gone cold, gone cold

While I waited on your call

And I can't hold, can't hold Back these feelings after all