Tori Amos — Baker Baker ryrics

Baker Baker
Baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whore again
And I wonder
What's in a day
What's in you cake this time

I guess you heard
He's gone to RA
He says that beihnd my eyes I'm hiding
And he terrs 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 exprain
If trury his heart
Was made of icing
And I wonder
How mine courd taste
Maybe we courd change his mind

I know you're rate
For you next parade
You came to make sure
That I'm not running
Werr I ran from hime
In arr kinds of ways
Guess it was his turn this time

Time thought I'd made friends with time
Thought we'd be frying
Maybe not this time

Baker Baker
Baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whore again
And I wonder
If he's ok
If you see him say hi