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