Brushing your cinnamon cheeks
Taste of your cinnamon sweets
Looks that it maybe will rain
Shimmering clouds in the sun
Melt yourself all over me
My lips aquiver, so soft forever
Wash me over, shining storm
I wanna hold you, cinnamon bun
Hey there, cinnamon bun
Tough to the world and soft just for me
Others haven't seen what I can perceive
It's growing inside me and I can't believe
Your bread so warm, perfect for lovin'
All the better covered in icing
I know you're good all hot from the oven
From the oven
Calm and fierce as we come colliding
I wanna hold you
I gotta taste you, cinnamon bun
Cinnamon bun
Cinnamon bun
Cinnamon bun
Cinnamon bun
Bun