Cinnamon - Airiel

Sally sleeps in her bed

A certain shade of dark red

Covers her, lets her dream well

Remember it in the morning and write it down

Call me and tell me

Hello, I’m here alone

Waiting for you to call

Do your kisses taste of cinnamon?

So many times I remember when

You came in and left your taste here

Of a perfect girl on the other side of the world

Who calls me to tell me

Hello, I’m here alone

Waiting for you to call