Caramel

It won't doto dream of caramelto think of cinnamonand long for you.It won't doto stir a deep desireto fan a hidden firethat can never burn true.I know your name I know your skinI know the wayThese things beginBut I don't knowhow I would live with myselfWhat I'd forgive of myselfIf you don't goSo goodbyeSweet appetiteNo single biteCould satisfyI know your name I know your skinI know the wayThese things beginBut I don't knowWhat I would give of myselfhow I would live with myselfif you don't go.It won't doTo dream of caramelTo think of cinnamonAnd long for you.