If i lick my lips like i do to music
to you
hold on
show me the honey
not the money
as you stare into my eyes
i see stars
and i wonder why
you share my love
you crown me
in the city lights

i bite my lip and
if i raise my hands
hold on
i push my chair out
and let my hair out
Oh yeh
Ooooh yeh!
the raw
honey
softly
feeling the glow of your heart standing by
tenderness
tender- ness
my heart wanders
aimless- ly
hand in hand
shimmering in the spot light
grey roads
turn to blue
as you say goodbye
i .....