Make it work Make it easy Make it clever, craft it into pieces Make it sweet Crimp the edges Or make it sour and serve with lemon wedges Even doubt Can be delicious And it washes off of all the dirty dishes When it's done I can smile It's on someone else's plate for a while
I'll place it on display And then I'll slice and serve my worries away
I can fix this I can twist it into sugar, butter covered pieces Never mind what's underneath it I have done it before I'll bake me a door to help me get through I learned that from you Mama, it's amazing what baking can do
Make it up And surprise them Tell them all my secrets but disguise them So they dance on the tongue Of the very people that they're secrets from Make it soon Make it better Though, better never lasts forever I'll make it small so it fits . . . .
Even this . . . Even now . . . Even as the walls come tumbling down Even as I can't stop remembering how Every door we ever made, we never once walked out Something I never got the chance to ask her about
So with flour on my hands I'll show them all how Goddamn happy I am Sugar, butter, flour Don't let me down! Let's see the next amazing thing baking does nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
