Amber Smith - Cinnamon In My Pocket Lyrics
The year of paperWhen we were closerI thought i found myself, while i was shatteredReading your letterNow i know betterWith gravel in my shoesI couldn’t have got awayIt’s kind of funnyWhen you’re pushed to the edgeYou find what it takes to surviveIf you’re fine, i’m happyThough you still have to learn,How to look straight into my eyesThe year of leatherwe drifted furtherAnother way of life - can’t really blame herThough i’m still batteredWhat does it matter?With cinnamon in my pocketI know i’ll be okay…i know what i said, but i’m actually stronger without youI admit there are things i regretAd things you did that i’ll never understandI made my point, i hope one day it gets to youSo let me tell you a memory insteadAnd i will keep your picture in my hadforever