Caramel - 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.
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    Marco Giunco
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