sally cinnamon

until sally i was never happy

i needed so much more

rain clouds oh

they used to chase me

down they would pour

join my tears

allay my fears

sent to me from heaven

sally cinnamon you're my world

pop

pop

pop

blow

blow bubble gum

you taste of cherryade

there is something hey you must show me

from what you are made

sugar and spice

and all things nice

sent to me from heaven

sally cinnamon you're my world

you are my world

your eyes are gazing back

from every little piece of glass

you seem to smile from every blade

sally cinnamon you are my world

then i put the letter back

in the place where it was found

in the pocket of a jacket

on a train in town

sent to her from heaven

sally cinnamon you're her world