honeysuckle (re-recorded) Lyrics

The smell of incense was sticky sweet

As we danced around your room at 3 a.m.

Old cassette tapes and records played

While we fell under the spell of summer days

(Summer, summer days)

Sun has risen on these wide streets

Run to the corner in my bare feet

Two minutes past, I wondered if you'd show

Three minutes later, you're the first to know

Smoke on your lips

Every day

Touch my rose hips

Honey, sway

Honey, move with me

Honeysuckle sweet

Head to the desert in your old car

It'll be different this time, you swear

I'll take a look and I'll dive headfirst

It's gonna hurt (it's gonna hurt)...

But I don't care

It's gonna hurt

But I don't care

Smoke on your lips

Every day

Touch my rose hips

Honey, sway

Honey, move with me

Honeysuckle sweet

You were the first to know

Know, know, know

You were the first to know

And it's gonna hurt

But I'm prepared for the worst

Cuz you're my honeysuckle sweet