Cold Tea Blues

If I pour your cup, that is friendship

If I add you milk, that is manners

If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste

That is tea

If I pour your cup, that is friendship

If I add you milk, that is manners

If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste

That is tea

But if I measure the sugar

To satisfy your expectant tongue

Then that is love

But if I measure the sugar

To satisfy your expectant tongue

Then that is love

Sitting untouched and growing cold