Cinnamon Sun by Daisy Gray (Official Visualizer)

Teach me how to be all that you want I will follow you into the sun Kiss me, touch me, love me Till I come to my senses Hold me tight enough that I am numb Move with me to the beat of the drum I can taste the cinnamon and rum In your skin, on your tongue Trace me like a pen on paper I can be your record player Pouring rain in January Sweeter than a bowl of cherries All alone now You can take control now Undress all my secrets for you So you know that I adore you You got the gun, cinnamon sun Tell me how to deal with what you put me through I am naive baby this is all so new Eyes are dark and dangerous I can barely move (I can barely move) You’re old fashioned light me like a cigarette I feel passion in the hands around my neck I can taste the cinnamon and rum In your skin on your tongue Trace me like a pen on paper I can be your record player Pouring rain in January Sweeter than a bowl of cherries All alone now You can take control now Undress all my secrets for you So you know that I adore you You got the gun, cinnamon sun