It won't do To dream of caramel To think of cinnamon And long for you
It won't do To stir a deep desire To fan a hidden fire That can never burn true
I know your name, I know your skin I know the way these things begin But I don't know how I would live with myself What I would give of myself if you don't go
So goodbye Sweet appetite No single bite Could satisfy
I know your name, I know your skin I know the way these things begin But I don't know how I would live with myself What I would give of myself if you don't go
It won't do To dream of caramel To think of cinnamon And long for you