Cinnamon Tree - Esperanza Spalding

Cinnamon tree, grace falling free

We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy

Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up whats around and make sweet

seasoning, oh Please rub off on me So I carry a little of your auburn hue

For spice when days are dull or dreary

You bend your bows towards me Times I’m weak and need someone to turn to You share your flavor, ease my misery

You give of that you are

And just keep on growing

Your fragrance lives in all who know you

Cinnamon tree, grace falling free

We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy

Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up whats around and make sweet

seasoning, oh It still amazes me I just think of one stirring conversation

With you and my cup is filled with new infusions

And like your honesty

In the midst of all the sweetened chatter

Your earthy taste stand real perspective

You give of that you are

And just keep on growing

Your fragrance lives in all who love you

Cinnamon tree, grace falling free

We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy

Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up whats around and make sweet

seasoning, oh