I Knead The Dough

I always assumed I would be a father
A husband with a wife and a home
I always assumed I would take control of my temper
That one day I would lose the feeling of being alone

There are things I don’t understand
I’ll make some changes where I can
I offer myself as I am
Come here darling please hold my hand

I’ve sat behind the wheel going nowhere at the side of the road
More times than I care to remеmber
But the last time I did I don’t rеgret it
Outside your house five years ago

There are things I don’t understand
I’ll make some changes where I can
I offer myself as I am
Come here darling please hold my hand

I knead the dough
While you make the bread
Well I’ll put some aside
For when you are dead

I knead the dough
While you make the bread
I’ll put some aside
For when you are dead

I knead the dough
While you make the bread
I’ll put some aside
For when you are dead

I’ll put some aside
For when you are dead

I knead the dough
You make the bread
I’ll put some aside
For when you are dead