Pancakes


That smell gets me every time
It’s a coffee and a hot griddle
You loved to make me some pancakes
Your kitchen was a special place
Pancakes dripping
Butter sliding
Syrup running down
Warms me up
And reminds me
Makes me think of you
Waking up to the sound of your radio
It’s fighting with the sizzle of the pan
Sounds like we’re having some pancakes
Sounds like we can handle anything
Pancakes dripping
Butter sliding
Syrup running down
Warms me up
And reminds me
Makes me think of you
When I am feeling downhearted
Maybe even a little scared
I can always count on some pancakes
To make me feel ok
Pancakes dripping
Butter sliding
Syrup running down
Warms me up
And reminds me
Makes me think of you
That smell gets me every time
It’s a coffee and a hot griddle
I love to make you some pancakes
Our kitchen is a special place
Our kitchen is a special place
Our kitchen is a special place
Pancakes dripping
Butter sliding
Syrup running down
Warms me up
And reminds me
Makes me think of you

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