Heartburn Stew Yoko Ono

I threw my woman power in a pot of stew
And waited for my love to come
But not a single word did i hear from him
So i tried the stew on my dog
But he wouldn't even eat it

I put my light heart on a matching silver plate
And waited for my love to come
But not a single footstep was heard near the door
So i ate the plate myself
And got a heartburn

Heartburn, heartburn plate
Heartburn, heartburn cake

I toasted my pride and covered it with apple jam
And waited for my love to come
But not a single sign of a stir or a breeze
So i soaked the bread in my milk
And i gave it to the birds

Heartburn, heartburn plate
Heartburn, heartburn cake

I watched the clock ticking, ticking away to my past
Eight years old, birthday and raindrops
Not a single line from my dad or my mom
So i laid the cake on my cat
But she wouldn't even touch it