The moonlight warms the silver sand A seabird sails across a cove The water's crystal in your hand The air is Cinnamon and Clove The tempo's easy as you please From ev'ry lemon yellow morning Through velvet ev'ning With breezes singing The song of Cinnamon and Clove The air is Cinnamon and Clove Seductive Cinnamon and Clove So come to my arms I long for your kiss The taste of the sea Salty sweet upon your lips There's love to be made On nights such as this And time is but sand Drifting through our fingertips The moon is like a tangerine Adrift upon a sea of lights A world where nothing comes between These salty days and sultry nights Where every slice of life and love Has just the perfect combination A cup of sweetness A pinch of sadness A touch of Cinnamon and Clove A touch of Cinnamon and Clove A Touch Of Cinnamon and Clove

I wish you'd call me on the telephone I want to hear your voice Reaching late into the night I would live on the telephone if I was Listening to you talk about your day I nod my head, count the days gone by Since I held onto your words I used to call you on the telephone I couldn't catch my breath To expel a single word You would hang up your telephone You always looked confused Then you'd turn and close the blinds I nod my head, count the days gone by Since I held onto your words Pick up your telephone Pick up your telephone

All of your friends started wondering Why you were choking back tears at an easy goodbye Everything started feeling urgent today When you open your mouth, you have nothing to say Jaywalker with your head hung low You never saw it coming Moving your lips like you're wanting to smile Everything that you love always goes out of style Took a good chance on a triumph or two Hangin' around town never looked good on you Jaywalker with your head hung low You never saw it coming It's been a few years, you can barely recall Why the things that you said have you feeling so small Thirty-one years, now you're up on your feet Staring down at your shoes as you're crossing the street Jaywalker with your head hung low You never saw it coming Woke up confused in a hospital gown With your arm in a sling and nobody around Dreamed about Judy, she was driving a car You were crossing the street, didn't get very far Jaywalker with your head hung low You never saw it coming Jaywalker with your head hung low You never saw it coming

Judy and me, every week Would buy a ticket for the Wednesday night lottery She'd pick up the numbers, I'd pick it up Would it feel different if I was holding the winning one? What would you buy? I'd buy a ticket for the Thursday night and try to win twice Judy and me, every week Would order doubles 'til the numbers were released I wanted to pick them one week But I swore that'd be the week that they pick her numbers What would you buy? I'd buy a ticket for the Thursday night and try to win twice Judy and me, every time Would get our hopes up a little too high Judy and me would squint our eyes To read the numbers and say "Maybe next time" What would you buy? I'd buy a ticket for the Thursday night What would you buy? I'd buy a ticket for the Thursday night and try to win twice

Don't watch yourself, watch the movie This only happens for a little while Because Satan is waiting, Satan is wating With Halloween candy All of the best parts make you sorry All of the worst parts make you strong And Satan is waiting, Satan is waiting With Halloween candy One long disciplined life and at the end I'm taking my shoes off and jumping on in One invitation, one bite-sized bar Would you like to come swimming in the big lake of fire? One long disciplined life and at the end I'm taking my shoes off and jumping on in Satan is waiting, Satan is waiting Satan is waiting, Satan is waiting Satan is waiting, Satan is waiting Don't watch yourself, watch the movie

Oh, boy Norm Lays on his side With heavy eyelids And the price is right Breathes inward And drifts on out Losing the edges Winning the prizes And when the television's silent I speak into his dream "Stop these wicked ways And I will lead you to The promised land" Oh, boy Norm On his side Clutching the sofa Eyes open wide "Is someone in here?" He asks out loud Sits up straight Turns the TV down And looking all around him He hears it once again "Stop these wicked ways And I will lead you to The promised land"

A light conversation Floats between windows Then makes its way through the aisles So playful together I knew it would be It feels like I know you so well Oh, my Never want to leave your side This isn't the end Receipts and plastic bags Where did your car go? You don't seem to be surprised I offer you a ride And you don't think twice About climbing on in Oh, my Never want to leave your side This isn't the end "Are we leaving the city?" We're leaving the city Where did your phone go? You get quiet, you are scared Just watching the sunset And I'm letting you know Just how long I've loved you for Oh, my Never want to leave your side This isn't the end Oh, my Never want to leave your side This isn't the end Oh, my Never want to leave your side