Song Of A Baker - 歌词大全

There's wheat in the field And water in the stream And salt in the mine And an aching in me I can no longer stand and wonder 'Cos I'm driven by this hunger So I'll jug some water, bake some flour Store some salt and wait the hour While I'm thinking of love Love is thinking for me And the baker will come And the baker I'll be I am depending on my labor The texture and the flavor I can no longer stand and wonder 'Cos I'm driven by this hunger So I'll jug some water, bake some flour Store some salt and wait the hour