Cathy's Floor

Smell the burning cinnamon On Cathy's floor when you return Hear her dark voice, the gloom of dark voice I know her house well, boy For I lived there on There on her floor beside her door Living on Cathy's, living on Cathy's floor You're following roses, following roses Roses And the child beside her Was singing "nana, nana" When I was there, there on her floor And Cathy had parties, boy Was she laughing I couldn't help laughing I laughed with her... Living on Cathy's, living on Cathy's floor You're following roses, following roses Roses, uuuh roses Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Sometimes when I stayed awake I thought I heard her at my door I thought I felt her at my cheeks Then I tried to speak to her But always, but always, I scared myself Waiting at her Closed door Living on Cathy's, living on Cathy's floor You're following roses, following roses Roses, uuuh roses Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Roses for my love To hold her, to hold my treasure Living on Cathy's, living on Cathy's floor You're following roses, following roses Uuuh