until sally i was never happy
i needed so much more
rain clouds, oh they used to chase me
down they would pour
join my tears, allay my fears
sent to me from heaven
sally cinnamon, you're my world
i pop pop pop blow blow bubble gum
you taste of cherryade
there is something, hey, you must show me
from what you are made
sugar and spice
and all things nice
sent to me from heaven
sally cinnamon, you're my world
you are my world
your eyes are gazing back from
every little piece of black
you seem to smile from everything
sally cinnamon
you are my world
then i put the letter back in
the place where it was found
in a pocket of a jacket
on a train in town
sent to her from heaven
sally cinnamon, you're her world
