The Sweetest Part of You

I walked you down to catch the bus

We found a few things to discuss along the way

Words that ended up at my door

Conversations on my floor

Conversations on my floor

I drank the sweetest

I drank the sweetest honey

I drank the sweetest part of you

You showed up when I was on a date

Like you knew I could not wait to get away

And now it seems strange to me

I grow old, you're still seventeen

I grow old, you're still seventeen

I drank the sweetest

I drank the sweetest honey

I drank the sweetest part of you

I remember Cohen and cloves

And I still recall your last joke—it wasn't funny

Salt water rivers on my skin

We roll from Oly to Berlin

(Everybody knows what nobody's gonna say)

We roll from Oly to Berlin

(Everybody knows what nobody's gonna say)

I drank the sweetest

I drank the sweetest honey

I drank the sweetest part of you

I drank the sweetest

I drank the sweetest honey

I drank the sweetest part of you