until sally i was never happy i needed so much more rain clouds, oh they used to chase me down they would pour join my tears, allay my fears sent to me from heaven sally cinnamon, you're my world
i pop pop pop blow blow bubble gum you taste of cherryade there is something, hey, you must show me from what you are made sugar and spice and all things nice
sent to me from heaven sally cinnamon, you're my world you are my world
your eyes are gazing back from every little piece of black you seem to smile from everything sally cinnamon you are my world
then i put the letter back in the place where it was found in a pocket of a jacket on a train in town
sent to her from heaven sally cinnamon, you're her world
