Sugar - Gia Margaret

I don’t know how we got this way

I’m scrambling

And sifting through every heavy page

Over coffee

Pour it black ‘cause it brings me back

To your front room

Our noses pressed on the front window

And the TV screen

No sugar or cream

Only good things

You know that I’m covered in green

Only good things

And I don’t know how we got so far

From our travelling

In the passenger seat, I arrive to the scene

Of Tennessee

Now I’m driving on home from your front porch

It would swing low

In our new love coat, in an open door

In our open hearts

No sugar or cream

Only good things

You know I’m still covered in green

Only good things

Only good things

Only good things for you