Cibo Matto. Stereotype A. Spoon. Zeneszám

Though the water boils
Don't turn off the heat
Can't find the spoon that we once had
The sugar cubes will melt no more

We belong as two together
We belong as two together...

How can you take my soul
Stop...
I need a new beat
Can't find the spoon that we once had
The sugar cubes will melt no more

We belong as two together
We belong as two together...