There once stood a house on each side of a cinnamon tree
I lived on the south side and you in the north by the sea
But one thousand yards couldn't keep us apart this one night
Oh not this night..
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
The air full of cinnamon just coming at me .........and somebody is calling
I'm still recalling the smell of cinnamon
And over the mamelons I heard from the sea - come to the cinnamon tree!
Stars will be twinkling and birds will be singing tonight
(stars will be twinkling and birds will be singing so high)
You come across the meadow carrying a lantern so high
And just before dark the sun shoots a spark in your eyes
But don't dry your eyes..
And the wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
The air full of cinnamon just coming at me .........and somebody is calling
I'm still recalling the smell of cinnamon
And over the mamelons I heard from the sea - come to the cinnamon tree!
Yeah come to me!
Feel the change in the wind, well, I'll be back once again
I'll return to a scene full of blossom
Where our hearts intertwine to the winds delight..
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon over me
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
the air full of cinnamon just coming for me
Just for me - Just for me
There once stood a house on each side of a cinnamon tree......
I lived on the south side and you in the north by the sea
But one thousand yards couldn't keep us apart this one night
Oh not this night..
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
The air full of cinnamon just coming at me .........and somebody is calling
I'm still recalling the smell of cinnamon
And over the mamelons I heard from the sea - come to the cinnamon tree!
Stars will be twinkling and birds will be singing tonight
(stars will be twinkling and birds will be singing so high)
You come across the meadow carrying a lantern so high
And just before dark the sun shoots a spark in your eyes
But don't dry your eyes..
And the wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
The air full of cinnamon just coming at me .........and somebody is calling
I'm still recalling the smell of cinnamon
And over the mamelons I heard from the sea - come to the cinnamon tree!
Yeah come to me!
Feel the change in the wind, well, I'll be back once again
I'll return to a scene full of blossom
Where our hearts intertwine to the winds delight..
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon over me
The wind sweeping over a breath of cinnamon -
the air full of cinnamon just coming for me
Just for me - Just for me
There once stood a house on each side of a cinnamon tree......