Cinnamon tree, graceful and free, We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up what's around And make sweet seasoning, whoa
Please rub off on me So I carry a little of your auburn hue, For spice when days are dull and dreary You bend your bows towards me, Times I'm weak and need someone to turn to You share your flavor, ease my misery Aha, you give all that you are And just keep on growing, your fragrance lives In all who know you
Cinnamon tree, graceful and free, We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up what's around And make sweet seasoning, whoa
It still amazes me, I just think of one stirring conversation With you and my cup is filled with new infusions And like your honesty In the midst of all the sweeten chatter Your [?] taste, adds a real prospective Aha, you give all that you are And just keep on growing, your fragrance lives In all who love you
Cinnamon tree, graceful and free, We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up what's around And make sweet seasoning, whoaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
