Emmett

Emmett said it's been a while since he's seen your face
Its probably 'cause he's always hanging around at my place
His shoes are on my bedroom floor, his head on my pillow
When we're both staring at the ceiling, we turn our heads so slow
And we laugh again

'Cause he's sweet like honey
His eyes tell stories
The way he holds me
He's sweet like honey
To me

The way he reads me like a book but he never judges
All of his actions out of love, how could something be so precious?
We're always driving 'round
Windows down
Cigarette hanging out his mouth
He looks at me
And says "you're all I think about"

'Cause he's sweet like honey
His eyes tell stories
The way he holds me
He's sweet like honey
To me

The words that tumble off his tongue are a nuisance to me
The way he always makes me laugh and flush in my cheeks
The letters that he always writes to me and sends in the mail
The things he says are so poetic I don't think our love could ever fail

'Cause he's sweet like honey
His eyes tell stories
The way he holds me
He's sweet like honey



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Writer(s): Eleanor Osterloh
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