歌詞

The bonbon box has one row left

And I have one more cup

The pan holds one more pour of dark

I never plan it — yet

The second cup just happens here

The sweetest kind of debt

And second cups need company

The box knows what it's for

One more cup, one bonbon more

The gentle kind of feast

Eat the sweet, the joy of the Lord

Is strength for me at least

I study all the shapes in there

The square, the swirl, the shell

And choose the way I always do:

The one I can't foretell

The lamb has cast its solemn vote

For whichever one drops

One more cup, one bonbon more

The gentle kind of feast

Eat the sweet, the joy of the Lord

Is strength for me at least

A refill is a small encore

The day calls out for more

Not more to carry or to fix —

More warmth, and that's the cure

Mmm... mmm... mmm

One more cup, one bonbon more

The gentle kind of feast

Eat the sweet, the joy of the Lord

Is strength for me at least

One more cup, one bonbon more

The gentle kind of feast

Eat the sweet, the joy of the Lord

Is strength for me at least

The bonbon box is lighter now

And so, somehow, am I