It won't do To dream of caramel To think of cinnamon And long for you. It won't do To stir a deep desire To fan a hidden fire That can never burn true. I know your name I know your skin I know the way These things begin; But I don't know How I would live with myself What I'd forgive of myself If you don't go. So goodbye Sweet appetite No single bite Could satisfy... I know your name I know your skin I know the way These things begin; But I don't know How I would live with myself What I'd forgive of myself If you don't go. It won't do To dream of caramel To think of cinnamon And long For you.