This is a song written from the point of view of a woman who dropped her husband / best friend off at an airport in the northeast on the morning of 9/11/2001 and on the way home realized he was on one of the planes that crashed. She deals with the loss and his memory by still waking up and pouring coffee into his cup.
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Forever At Ground Zero /

Lyric: George Smith & Kevin Reardon; Music: Kevin Reardon

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I'll always remember that Tuesday morning; you headed off for the coast.
We stood at the gate and we teased each other over who loved who the most.
We laughed 'cause we knew we were both right, then they called to board your row.
A hug, a kiss and away you flew; I stayed to watch you go.

So I got in the car and drove on home; dreaming of a coming weekend.
The autumn leaves, the crisp fall air, with my lover and my best friend.
A half hour later the telephone rang, and the radio stopped in mid-song.
They both gave me the news … something was terribly wrong.

The sky was blue, the sun was bright but darkness had covered us all.
There was no way in heaven that this could be right; every prayer that I knew, I prayed it.

We’re forever at Ground Zero and every morning that I wake up,
I’ll struggle to the kitchen table and still pour coffee in your cup.
When I drive to work or stop for lunch, I miss you; every day’s so alone.
I'll be there with you at Ground Zero forever more.

We’re forever at Ground Zero and every morning that I wake up,
I’ll struggle to the kitchen table and still pour coffee in your cup.
When I drive to work or stop for lunch, I miss you; every day’s so alone.
I'll be there with you at Ground Zero forever more.
I'll be there with you at Ground Zero forever more.