Roxette - Cinnamon Street

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 %tóÏ”º‡ÉÀbKzÚf>CCinnamon Street.

Then was a girl on Cinnamon Street, the same
age as me, we shared the curiosity. I won her
heart, cos I could play guitar. She promised me
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,
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.