Baker - Aimee Carty

Once upon a time, I was a baker and everybody was impressed
But I didn't need approval because I already knew I was the best
Everything I made was a masterpiece, It all taste like heaven
But then, unfortunately, I turned seven

Once upon a time, I was a painter and everybody said, "Wow"
"Girl, you're so clever, you're so talented" and I agreed and I stood proud
I painted mountains, I painted blue lakes
I painted people, I drew portraits
But then I drew my dad and held it up beside him
And I realised that it looked nothing like him

And part of me wished nobody had told her
But I guess it's just a part of getting older, hm

Once upon a time, I was a runner
I was the fastest in the town
And they'd all say, "Nobody will outrun her
'Cause she's the fastest girl around"
Once upon a time, I was a dancer, it took no effort
I was a scientist, I was an expert
I was a genius, and I thought nothin' of it
Until they told me that I wasn't

And part of me wished nobody had told her
But I guess it's just a part of getting older

When you learn you're supposed to colour perfectly inside of the lines
And you're supposed to win at least a couple hundred of times
Before you even have the right to think or say or show you're any good at all
They'll tell you that there's only one right way, one paved path
Or you'll make a fool of yourself and everyone will laugh
They'll make you feel like everybody's waiting there to watch you as you fall

They sigh, they tell me I'm a dreamer, they say, "Someone's gotta wake her"
But I'll just smile, I'll say, "Once upon a time, I was a baker"