In that tiny bakery
Well, she fills her head with memories
Of sweetest days she's ever owned
Simple cares wrapped in a bow
Slipped in her bag and taken home
Short address she doesn't know
But she walks around with hopeful feet
Moving toward a day when they will meet

A day that they will meet

It's just another day
Just another day
Just another day in canteen land
It's more than I can stand

Every morning starts the same
She wakes at dawn begins to bake
She fills the bowls up lovingly
And stirs the mix while whistling
The simple tune of "Now's The Time"
You'll come knocking and you'll find
Standing there with open arms
Whispering, "I knew it all along."

Just another day
Just another day
Just another day in canteen land
It's more than I can stand
1,2,3,4...
(The problem is is when you're waiting around for something. You have no idea that the thing you're waiting for, is waiting for you. So all you can do is sit tight.)

This is not too much to ask
To be back with her better half
All the men was worth her wait
Even if she doesn't know his name
It's all part of the game

Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day in canteen land
It's more than I can stand