Honey Runs

Driftin in a daze without a care
Honey fills the air
With the sweetest gaze
Wrapped up in a warm and gentle breeze
Birdsong fills the tress with breathless ease

Butterflies flying to and fro
No not where they go

Just to reappear
In another atmosphere

It's just so physical, empirical its meaning is intrinsical
To understanding life as love meant it to be
A paradise. A paradise

Wondering where the sacred river ran
Where it all began... measureless to man
Sweet blossom fills the air, floats through the sky
An ancient sigh, while the world drifts by

Sky so blue full of honey-dew
Sweet music floating through
Hopelessly entwined
Senses left behind



Credits
Writer(s): Paola Bottomley
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