My Pies Will Fly

[Intro] - Flour in the air, a hopeful glow - The oven hums, the town indoors [Verse 1] - I'm the clumsy baker with flour on my nose - I chase the crust, yet chaos overflows - A wobbling whisk, a toppled pan, I sigh - Still I smile and tell the dream to the sky [Chorus] - My pies will fly! - I mix with grit, I bake with bright fire - Each bake hums courage, lifting me higher - My pies will fly! [Verse 2] - Crumbs sting, and I stumble on the cord - But I laugh it off, and keep my word - The oven drips gold as the crowd draws near - I practice, I hope, I conquer my fear [Chorus] - My pies will fly! - I mix with grit, I bake with bright fire - The judge nods, the room breathes in long sighs - My pies will fly! [Bridge] - If one pie sinks, I rise with another batch - I tweak the recipe, chase a perfect match - Flour on my cheeks, a stubborn grin - Dreams rise higher than the pies I win [Chorus] - My pies will fly! - I mix with grit, I bake with bright fire - The bells ring out as the crowd cheers - My pies will fly! [Outro] - So raise the crust and let courage fly - One small town, one giant try