Is the Poundcake

Yeah, yeah

Walked in through the side door late at night

Kitchen counter under golden yellow light

Something sweet is waiting in the dark

Just a simple flavor left a heavy mark (mhmm)

Is the poundcake still sitting on the tray

Or did you let the sweetness slip away (tell me

now) Is it gone or is there some for me

Baked with love and dynamic chemistry

Butter and vanilla rising in the air

Every little crumb shows how much you care

Now I'm looking at an empty plate

Wondering if I showed up just a day too late

(oh no) Is the poundcake still sitting on the tray

Or did you let the sweetness slip away (tell me now) Is

it gone or is there some for me

Baked with love and dynamic chemistry

Sweet glaze on the crust

In this recipe we trust

Baked golden brown and sweet

My favorite midnight treat

(so sweet,

yeah)

Is the poundcake still sitting on the tray Or did you let

the sweetness slip away (tell me now) Is it gone or is

there some for me

Baked with love and dynamic chemistry

Just a little slice for the road (hummmm)