The weather on my window
Is changing and i don't know
If anyone will come home
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woman with the flour hands
Coming in on my command
Makes the bread on my command
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Won't you come out of that kitchen
Won't you come out
Baby, baby, baby, baby
I've got something to show you
Come and see my garden grow
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
You've got something to show me
You've got something I know
All the doors are open now
Shuffling through them,
Don't know how
How to close them, don't know how
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All these changing faces
My daughters' names, their places
They don't know how grey it all is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Won't you come out of that kitchen
Won't you come out
Baby, baby, baby, baby
I've got something to show you
Come and see my garden grow
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
You've got something to show me
You've got something I know
Walking on the roof alone
Nobody is coming home
So close to you, so close to you
Saw you only yesterday
Now she's gone and you're away
She says you are there to stay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, baby, baby
I've got something to show you
Come and see my garden grow
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
You've got something to show me
You've got something I know
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