Baker Baker

Baker Baker, baking a cake,
make me a day, make me whole again
and I wonder what's in a day,
what's in your cake this time.

I guess you heard he's gone to L.A.
he says that behind my eyes I'm hiding
and he tells me I pushed him away,
that my heart's been hard to find

Here,
there must be something here
there must be something here
here

Baker Baker can you explain
if truly his heart was made of icing
and I wonder how mine could taste,
maybe we could change his mind

I know you're late for your next parade,
you came to make sure that I'm not running.
Well I ran from him in all kinds of ways,
guess it was his turn this time.

Time,
thought I'd made friends with time.
Thought we'd be flying high,
maybe not this time

Baker Baker, baking a cake,
make me a day, make me whole again
and I wonder if he's okay,
if you see him say hi .

Baker Baker ~ Tori Amos
from the album Under the Pink

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