Monday

slow like honey



You moved like honey in my dream last night. Yeah, some old fires were burning. You came near to me and you endeared to me. But you couldn't quite discern me. Does that scare you? I'll let you run away. But your heart will not oblige you. You'll remember me like a melody
Yeah, I'll haunt the world inside you
And my big secret-gonna win you over slow like honey, heavy with mood. I'll let
you see me, I'll covet your regard. I'll invade your demeanor. And you'll yield to me
like a scent in the breeze. And you'll wonder what it is about me. It's my big
secret-keeping you coming, slow like honey, heavy with mood. Though dreams can be deceiving like faces are to hearts they serve for sweet relieving
****when fantasy and reality lie too far apart****
So I stretch myself across, like a bridge and I pull you to the edge. And I stand there waiting trying to attain the end to satisfy the story. Shall I release you?
Must I release you? As I rise to meet my glory. But my big secret-gonna hover over
your life-gonna keep you reaching
when I'm gone like yesterday
when I'm high like heaven
when I'm strong like music
Cause I'm slow like honey, and
heavy with mood