Smell the burning cinnamon
On Cathys floor when you return
Hear her dark voice, the gloom of dark voice
I know her house well, boy,
For I lived there on,
There on her floor beside her door.
Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor
You're following roses, following roses,
Roses
And the child beside her
Was singing: "nana, nana"
When I was there, there on her floor
And Cathy had partys, boy,
Was she laughing
I couldn't help laughing,
I laughed with her...
Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor
You're following roses, following roses,
Roses, uuuh roses
Roses for my love,
To hold her, to hold my treasure
Roses for my love,
To hold her, to hold my treasure
Sometimes whe we're staying awake,
I thought I heard her at my door,
I thought I felt her at my cheeks
Then I tried to speak to her
But always, but always, I scared myself,
Waiting at her
Closed door
Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor
You're following roses, following roses,
Roses, uuuh roses
