Choking on black coffee

I feel great, I feel fine, I sip black coffee, with a smile. All of a sudden, I'm choking on my coffee, I've remembered, your not mine. You used to be, You wanted to buy a pony and house for both of us! Sounds stupid now. We were both kids, Your older now, I'm just a sweet memory. I still watch your every move. Your nearly 16, You can look after your self, But I'm still a kid, I need you so much, Please listen to my cries, feed my hunger, put my soul to rest, I might be old enough to flirt, I might be able to understand you, But I need your love. As I remember your serenade, I'm choking on black coffee. &copy Sasha Buonasorte 2005 xxx