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

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