Smell the burning cinnamon On Cathys floor when you return Hear her dark voice, the gloom of dark voice I know her house well, boy, For I lived there on, There on her floor beside her door. Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor You're following roses, following roses, Roses And the child beside her Was singing: "nana, nana" When I was there, there on her floor And Cathy had partys, boy, Was she laughing I couldn't help laughing, I laughed with her... Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor You're following roses, following roses, Roses, uuuh roses Roses for my love, To hold her, to hold my treasure Roses for my love, To hold her, to hold my treasure Sometimes whe we're staying awake, I thought I heard her at my door, I thought I felt her at my cheeks Then I tried to speak to her But always, but always, I scared myself, Waiting at her Closed door Living on Cathys, living on cathys floor You're following roses, following roses, Roses, uuuh roses