Silas Crowe - Honey On My Hands

You came in slow, like a storm rollin’ in, Bare feet on the floor, that half-crooked grin. Didn’t say nothin’, just reached for my shirt, And your fingers traced lines that knew where I hurt. You leaned in close, whispered low in my ear, Said, “Baby, I want you right here.” Your breath hit my neck like warm summer rain, Made my heartbeat tap out your name. Got your honey on my hands, Sweet on my lips, You pull me in slow, With those midnight hips. Yeah, said, got your honey on my hands, When your body lands, And you pull me under, Lost in all that honey on my hands. You move like fire, burnin’ soft and slow, Every kiss you give got a place to go. Sheets slide down, moonlight bends, You say, “Don’t stop,” and the night never ends. Your nails in my back, heartbeat wild, You turn a rough man tender and mild. The blues hit deep, your breath hits deeper… And every sigh turns the night into fever. Got your honey on my hands, Sweet on my lips, You pull me in slow, With those midnight hips. Yeah, said, got your honey on my hands, When your body lands, And you pull me under, Lost in all that honey on my hands. Got your honey on my hands, Sweet on my lips, You pull me in slow, With those midnight hips. Yeah, said, got your honey on my hands, Where your body lands, When I’m lost in you, And your honey on my hands.