I love how the band at 2:02 looks at Sara, you could tell that she's an amazing singer just by the look at their faces when she completes that perfect extention
I really hope Sara continues to write more musicals; because she's so amazing! I've been learning When he Sees me, and I love it because it funny, but at the heart of it Dawn (the character who sings the song) is afraid of being vulnerable with someone who she likes who could break her heart!
Make it work Make it easy Make it clever, craft it into pieces Make it sweet Crimp the edges We'll make it sour and serve with lemon wedges Even doubt Can be delicious And it washes off of all the dirty dishes When it's done I can smile It's on someone else's plate for a while I'll place it on display And then I'll slice and serve my worries away I can fix this I can twist it into sugar, butter covered pieces Never mind what's underneath it I have done it before I'll bake me a door to help me get through I learned that from you Mama, it's amazing what baking can do Make it up And surprise them Tell them all my secrets but disguise them So they dance on the tongues Of the very people that they're secrets from Make it soon Make it better Though, better never lasts forever I'll make it small so it fits Even this Even now Even as the walls come tumbling down Even as I can't stop remembering how Every door we ever made, we never once walked out Something I never got the chance to ask her about So with flour on my hands I'll show them all how Goddamn happy I am Sugar, butter, flour Don't let me down Let's see the next amazing thing baking does now
love love love. just broke a jar and silverware trying to sing hehe :-) the forks and knives in a mason jar make a nice accompaniment when there is none :-(
I'm sorry - how was there not a huge crowd formed around them?! There's ALWAYS massive tourist crowds there, but when a super talented famous singer gives a free show.. nothing?! Times Square, I don't understand you.
Seriously, all I ever run into in NYC are homeless crackheads and Disney characters wanting to take a photo .. why can’t I ever run into the waitress band?
Make it work Make it easy Make it clever, craft it into pieces Make it sweet Crimp the edges Or make it sour and serve with lemon wedges Even doubt Can be delicious And it washes off of all the dirty dishes When it's done I can smile It's on someone else's plate for a while I'll place it on display And then I'll slice and serve my worries away I can fix this I can twist it into sugar, butter covered pieces Never mind what's underneath it I have done it before I'll bake me a door to help me get through I learned that from you Mama, it's amazing what baking can do Make it up And surprise them Tell them all my secrets but disguise them So they dance on the tongues Of the very people that they're secrets from Make it soon Make it better Though, better never lasts forever I'll make it small so it fits Even this Even now Even as the walls come tumbling down Even as I can't stop remembering how Every door we ever made, we never once walked out Something I never got the chance to ask her about So with flour on my hands I'll show them all how Goddamn happy I am Sugar, butter, flour Don't let me down! Let's see the next amazing thing baking does now
Make it work Make it easy Make it clever, craft it into pieces Make it sweet Crimp the edges We'll make it sour and serve with lemon wedges Even doubt Can be delicious And it washes off of all the dirty dishes When it's done I can smile It's on someone else's plate for a while I'll place it on display And then I'll slice and serve my worries away I can fix this I can twist it into sugar, butter covered pieces Never mind what's underneath it I have done it before I'll bake me a door to help me get through I learned that from you Mama, it's amazing what baking can do Make it up And surprise them Tell them all my secrets but disguise them So they dance on the tongues Of the very people that they're secrets from Make it soon Make it better Though, better never lasts forever I'll make it small so it fits Even this Even now Even as the walls come tumbling down Even as I can't stop remembering how Every door we ever made, we never once walked out Something I never got the chance to ask her about So with flour on my hands I'll show them all how Goddamn happy I am Sugar, butter, flour Don't let me down Let's see the next amazing thing baking does now
