It's all I got
Cinnamon
Dancing on a hot hot hot – hot hot - knife
Clap your hands
And it goes up in a cloud
Dust flies from up high
It's easy for you to say – easy for you to say
That once was is not in anyway
You taste just like
Just like you should
Float off in a cloud of cinnamon
Dancing now
We're on a hot, hot knife
Jump up high and low again
It's easy for you to say, easy for you to say
The floating forest never ends
Don't want this anyway
And I don't want this life today
I'll throw it in the sky for you
It's easy for you to say
I don't want this anyway
I'll throw it in the sky for you…
I wish I loved her