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 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'd forgive of myself If you don't go...
It won't do to dream of caramel, to think of cinnamon and long for you