<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99065" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cinnamon Street 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Growing up on cinnamon street.<br>Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet,<br>Its seven oclock, the breakfast treat.<br>Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat.<br>All the dreams are tiny ones, another week has just begun<br>On cinnamon street.<br>There was a boy on cinnamon street,<br>The same age as me, we shared the curiosity.<br>He won my heart cos he could play guitar.<br>He promised me heaven at once and later all the stars.<br>But it all remained the same cos things can never change<br>On cinnamon street.<br>I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love,<br>Life was a lazy rest in the sun.<br>Later we went dancing, staying up all night long - playing all our favourite songs,<br>Cinnamon songs:<br>Oh oh na na na na na.<br>I say goodbye to cinnamon street.<br>Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet.<br>I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread,<br>Its in my blood since the day I was born til I wake up... dead.<br>And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red,<br>Cinnamon street.<br>I still feel my heartbeat the very first time we made love,<br>Life was a lazy day in the sun.<br>Later we went dancing, hanging out all night long - singing all our favourite songs,<br>Cinnamon songs:<br>Oh oh na na na na na na...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Roxette - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99065" data-title="Cinnamon Street 2" data-description="Growing up on cinnamon street. Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet, Its seven oclock, the breakfast treat. Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat. All the dreams are tiny ones, another week has just begun On cinnamon ..."></div> </div> </div>

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