Flour on my apron white
Watching for the morning light
Red clay stones beneath my feet
Cold wind blowing down the street
Golden crust and autumn air
Amber leaves are everywhere
Walking on the Boston brick
Clock is ticking steady tick
Sourdough is rising slow
Yellow street lamps start to glow
I can smell the roasting bean
Silver frost on every scene
You are leaning on the wall
Watching all the maple fall
Wait for me to open wide
Step out from the warmth inside
Golden crust and autumn air
Amber leaves are everywhere
Walking on the Boston brick
Clock is ticking steady tick
Open road and open sky
Watch the heavy clouds go by
Sift the sugar feel the heat
Rhythm of the city beat
Copper pans and oven steam
Waking from a midnight dream
Hand in hand we walk the line
Autumn colors look divine
Golden crust and autumn air
Amber leaves are everywhere
Walking on the Boston brick
Clock is ticking steady tick
Brick and butter in the light
Morning ends the lonely night (Golden crust)
(Steady tick)