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 week has just begun on Cinnamon Street.
There was a girl on Cinnamon Street, The same age as me, we shared the curiosity. I won her heart cos I could play guitar. I promised her 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 long - Playing all our favourite songs, Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na na na na.
I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street. Springtime 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: Oh oh na na na na na na.