Growing up on Cinnamon Street
Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet
It's seven o'clock,the breakfast treat
now the schoolbus is here,hurry up and grab a seat
all the dreams are tiny ones,another just has just begun on Cinnamon Street.
There was a boy on Cinnamon Street
the same age as me,we shared the curiosity
he won my heart cos he could play guitarwell he promised me heaven at once and later all the stars
but it all remained the same cos things can never change on Cinnamon Street.
I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love
life was a lazy rest in the sun
later we went dancing,staying up all night longplaying all our favourite songs,Cinnamon songs
na na na na...
I say goodbye to Cinnamon Streetspringtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet
I walk in a cloud,the smell of cinnamon bread
it's in my blood since the day I was born 'til I wake up-dead
and the sun is smiling gently,a funny shade of red-Cinnamon Street.
I still feel my heartbeat the very first time we made love
life was a lazy day in the sun
later we went dancing hanging out all night long
singing all our favourite songs,cinnamon songs:
na na na na na...