Today get your cinnamon and pray
Today get your cinnamon and pray
For the beauty of our land and
For our secrets, for the moments
That we used to share.
Leather covers
Broken glasses
Playing music in the rain
Airplanes, morbid phrases
Turning into dust
Spinning around
Swimming, jumping
In a world of sounds,
You are always in my
Favorite dreams,
Lovely, tender and proud
You may be
Running around
Searching, looking
For something to find
While I’m still here
Waiting for you…
Do you see me at all?
My sweet, sweet, sweet love…
Today there is nothing left to say
Today there is nothing left to say
We all know that just a word can
Break us into pieces so that we cannot forget
Leather covers
Broken glasses
Playing music in the rain
Airplanes, morbid phrases
Turning into dust...
Spinning around
Swimming, jumping
In a world of sounds,
You are always in my
Favorite dreams,
Lovely, tender and proud
You may be...
Running around
Searching, looking
For something to find
While I’m still here
Waiting for you…
Do you see me at all?
My sweet love…
Black and white photographs
Dirty clothes, two guitars
Dirty clothes, two guitars...
Spinning around
Swimming, jumping
In a world of sounds,
You are always in my
Favorite dreams,
Lovely, tender and proud
You may be
Running around
Searching, looking
For something to find
While I’m still here
Waiting for you…
Oh, do you see me at all?
My sweet, sweet, sweet love…