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'd forgive of myself
If you don't go
So goodbye
Sweet apettite
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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