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

Pop, pop, pop, pop
Blow, blow bubble gum
You taste of cherryade
There is something here 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 glass
You seem to smile from every blade
Sally Cinnamon
You are my world

Then I put the letter back
In the place where it was found
In the pocket of a jacket
On a train in town

Sent to her from heaven
Sally Cinnamon you're her world

Copyright: Revolver Music Limited, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ian George Brown, John Squire