Baker baker
Baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whole again
And I wonder
Whats in a day
Whats in your cake this time
I guess you heard hes
Gone to LA
He says that behind
My eyes Im hiding
And he tells me
I pushed him away
That my hearts 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 would taste
Maybe we could change his mind
I know youre late
For your next parade
You came to make sure
That Im not running
Well I ran from him
In all kinds of ways
Guess it was his turn this time

Time
Thought Id make friends with time
Thought wed be flying
Maybe not this time

Baker baker
Baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whole again
And I wonder
If hes ok
If you see him
Say hi Las

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