Honey

Take a picture of love Print it out and frame it up You hang it somewhere Shaded from the sun Leave it out for too long It's blending in between the dust You barely see that Something's going on Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? In the firing line Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? Falling out of line Just a trick of the light Or glimmer of hope You found a way to Turn rust into gold Said you'd dig a mine Said you'd go down till I broke But now you're hoping on A diamond in the rough Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? In the firing line Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? In the back of your mind Your little cold mine Your little cold mine Stop Get out of it You said nothing would ever Resolve the pain I see it in your eyes But not bound to it You're crawling out your mind Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? In the firing line Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it out of your sight? In the back of your mind Your little cold mine Your little cold mine Is it falling to pieces? Is it falling to pieces, honey? Is it falling to pieces? Is it falling to pieces, honey?