Honey

Well spirit has me When spirit comes I'm born again with Irish lungs At the sight of her grinning face When I come back home to the spell she makes Still, in laughter Books will fly Candles burning black with lights When she turns her hips to me The bath is running well and green Hold it honey This is the last time I let you let me dream Of a home with colored windows And our words of emerald green Hey hold it honey Now let's just see If I let it die it dyes my room in halloween She lifts the moon And takes me where I still recall Fields in Auburn Junes So high heels clicking In my ears The wind it howls voices clear Call me out and say you're living half of what you lived last year Hold it honey This is the last time I let you let me dream Of a home with colored windows And our words of emerald green Hey hold it honey Now let's just see