Song | Caramel |
Artist | Cluster |
Album | Berlin 61/89 - Wall Of Sound |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Artist:Suzanne Vega | |
It won't do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long for you. | |
It won't do | |
to stir a deep desire, | |
to fan a hidden fire | |
that can never burn true. | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin; | |
But I don't know | |
how I would live with myself, | |
what I'd forgive of myself | |
if you don't go. | |
So goodbye, | |
sweet appetite, | |
no single bite | |
could satisfy... | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin; | |
But I don't know | |
what I would give of myself, | |
how I would live with myself | |
if you don't go. | |
It won't do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long | |
for you. |
Artist: Suzanne Vega | |
It won' t do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long for you. | |
It won' t do | |
to stir a deep desire, | |
to fan a hidden fire | |
that can never burn true. | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin | |
But I don' t know | |
how I would live with myself, | |
what I' d forgive of myself | |
if you don' t go. | |
So goodbye, | |
sweet appetite, | |
no single bite | |
could satisfy... | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin | |
But I don' t know | |
what I would give of myself, | |
how I would live with myself | |
if you don' t go. | |
It won' t do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long | |
for you. |
Artist: Suzanne Vega | |
It won' t do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long for you. | |
It won' t do | |
to stir a deep desire, | |
to fan a hidden fire | |
that can never burn true. | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin | |
But I don' t know | |
how I would live with myself, | |
what I' d forgive of myself | |
if you don' t go. | |
So goodbye, | |
sweet appetite, | |
no single bite | |
could satisfy... | |
I know your name, | |
I know your skin, | |
I know the way | |
these things begin | |
But I don' t know | |
what I would give of myself, | |
how I would live with myself | |
if you don' t go. | |
It won' t do | |
to dream of caramel, | |
to think of cinnamon | |
and long | |
for you. |