Smell the burning cinnamon On Cathys floor when you return Hear her dark voice, the gloom of dark voice I know her house well, boy For I lived there on There on her floor beside her door
Living on Cathys, living on Cathys floor You're following roses, following roses Roses
And the child beside her Was singing "nana, nana" When I was there, there on her floor And Cathy had partys, boy Was she laughing I couldn't help laughing I laughed with her...
Living on Cathys, living on Cathys floor You're following roses, following roses Roses, uuuh roses
Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure
Sometimes when I stayed awake I thought I heard her at my door I thought I felt her at my cheeks Then I tried to speak to her But always, but always, I scared myself Waiting at her Closed door
Living on Cathys, living on Cathys floor You're following roses, following roses Roses, uuuh roses
Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure
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