Today
Get your cinnamon and pray
Today
Get your cinnamon and pray

For the beauty of our land
And for the secrets, for the moments
That we use to share
Leather covers, broken glasses
Playing music and the rain
Airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust

Spinning around, swimming
Jumping in a world of sounds
You are always in my favourite dreams
Lovely, tender and proud you may be
Running around, searching
Looking for something to find
While I'm still here waiting for you
Oh, do you see me at all
My sweet, sweet, sweet love?

Today
There is nothing left to say
Today
There is nothing left to say

We all know that
Just a word can break as into pieces
So as we cannot forget
Leather covers, broken glasses
Playing music and the rain
Airplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust

Spinning around, swimming
Jumping in a world of sounds
You are always in my favourite dreams
Lovely, tender and proud you may be
Running around, searching
Looking for something to find
While I'm still here waiting for you
Oh, do you see me at all
My sweet love?

Black and white photographs
Dirty clothes, two guitars
Dirty clothes, two guitars...

Spinning around, swimming
Jumping in a world of sounds
You are always in my favourite dreams
Lovely, tender and proud you may be
Running around, searching
Looking for something to find
While I'm still here waiting for you
Oh, do you see me at all
My sweet, sweet, sweet love?