Growing up on Cinnamon Street.
Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet,
It's seven o'clock, the breakfast treat.
Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat.
All the dreams are tiny ones,
Another week has just begun
On Cinnamon Street.
There was a girl on Cinnamon Street,
The same age as me, we shared the curiosity.
I won her heart cos I could play guitar.
Well, I promised her heaven at once and later all the stars.
But it all remained the same
Cos things can never change
On Cinnamon Street.
I can hear my heartbeat
The very first time we made love,
Life was a lazy rest in the sun.
Later we went dancing,
Staying up all night long -
Playing all our favourite songs,
Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na na na na.
I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street.
Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet.
I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread,
It's in my blood since the day I was born 'til I wake up... dead.
And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red,
Cinnamon Street.
I still feel my heartbeat
The very first time we made love,
Life was a lazy day in the sun.
Later we went dancing,
Hanging out all night long -
Singing all our favourite songs,
Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na na na na.