Carolina

Won’t I have to talk
Won’t I have to lie
Won’t I have to wake up and pour out a dream as rich as cream
I’ve never seen the coffee pour itself

Chorus: Carolina, you are three feet from your glass
Carolina, and a thousand miles away
Carolina, I don’t know what to say
Carolina, it’s wearing off again

Back a little while
Felt a different way
I could even see myself feeling that way
But I can’t feel it
No coffee I can drink to wake it up

Chorus x2

Carolina, it’s wearing off again