Tori Amos Baker Baker 94

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 your late for your next parade You came to