7/4/14 12:59pm – 7/18/14 11am

sighing i’m saying
(cake iii)
(take her sighing as a sign)

if you insist i fall in love
that is just what i will do
all i’m asking in return of
this is that you’re able to

but if there will never be wind
to catch love’s bell and make it sing
just tell me now you’ll never lend
love your ears to hear it ring

i’ve said it now one too many times
but i won’t say the word again
it’s until in you that love’s bell chimes
that i too will be heard again

but if there will never be wind
to catch love’s bell and make it sing
just tell me now so i can mend
these two ears you insist ring

sighing i’m saying i love you
but now i keep it to myself
and until i feel that you do too
it’s there i keep it on my shelf

but if there will never be wind
to catch love’s bell and make it sing
just know you were a means to an end
that was great at starting things

(the many cakes i bake
are laying on the table to
leave them or to take
not to have and eat them too

with where all you have been
and what all you have seen
just when will you say when
to what still comes between
you, cake, and what you mean
ten years after fifteen)