" ... baker baker baking a cake
make me a day
make me whole again
what's in your cake this time
baker baker can you explain
he tells me i pushed him away
that my heart's been hard to find
and i wonder how mine could taste
maybe we could change his mind
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
thought i'd make friends with time
thought we'd be flying
maybe not this time ...
baker baker i wonder if he's O.k.
if you see him say hi . . . "