Cinnamon Velvet

[Verse] Cardigan draped off a shoulder, air sharp, days growing older You leave a trail of spice in every room I’m catching my breath in the haze of your sweater [Chorus] Oh, my cinnamon girl, velvet world Sugar on your lips, but you’re stinging like a whip Amber light before the sun goes down [Verse] Gold rings tapping a porcelain cup Eyes like espresso, a heart of stone Yet you’re the warmest place I know [Chorus] Oh, my cinnamon girl, velvet world Sugar on your lips, but you’re stinging like a whip Amber light before the sun goes down