I like biting cinnamon It isn't cold, actually it's hot It's like an animal living in a tropical forest I like itI like biting a lemon drop It isn't sweet, actually it's bitter I like it because the aroma goes beyond my tough expectation That's why I love the twisted youWhat a mischievous hand You disturb me so much Tie dyed arms are longing for you Oh, what mischievous eyes you have I'll get lost in days like thisMorning, noon and night I'll be swept away uh I like the rain as it gets louder It isn't dark, actually it's brightI like it because it's like the sound of summer I like it because it's like the sound of your foot steps
