Flash in the pan pie sitting on the kitchen stove
I was working on a peach and dreaming up an orange grove
Lost in the fog, spinning round and round
Looking for cowboy chords hiding in my coffee grounds

Before I knew it the day was up and gone
Never did say goodbye it must have just said so long
I looked down at the table and said get me out of here
Table didn't say nothing, table just don't care

I used to watch through the rearview
At the coming of the night
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen
Laughing at the morning light
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen
Laughing at the morning light

I took life by the hand and I gave it some kind of a whirl
Just another left foot walking through a right shoe world
I left in the sunshine came home in the pouring rain
Feeling just about as empty, as empty as a midnight train

I used to watch through the windshield
At the coming of the night
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen
Laughing at the morning light
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen
Laughing at the morning light