Flour on my apron and sleeve
Midnight is the time that I leave
Looking for a small bag of yeast
Hunger like a wild winter beast
Under the humming blue glare
Static is thick in the air
Sweet like a glaze on a cake
Wide as the ripple of lake
Coffee in a Styrofoam cup
Waiting for the sun to wake up
You hold the door with a smile
I think I will stay for a while
Under the humming blue glare
Static is thick in the air
Sweet like a glaze on a cake
Wide as the ripple of lake
Checking every aisle for the prize
Looking in your kind honey eyes
Diesel fumes and cinnamon rolls
Two lonely hearts and two tired souls
Under the humming blue glare
Static is thick in the air
Sweet like a glaze on a cake
Wide as the ripple of lake
Baking in the dark of the night
Searching for a glimmer of light
Hand on the handle of the door
I don't want to wander no more
Under the humming blue glare
Static is thick in the air
Sweet like a glaze on a cake
Wide as the ripple of lake
Just a little sugar and salt
Finding a love by a fault
Humming blue glare
Right there
