In the middle of a tree
From the middle of a dream, unsent
She relented some [?]
In the middle of a dream I left

With honey
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]
With honey
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]

And oh! the zeal should last
In all, with her the angels laugh

Cause I'd like to think she preferred to paint on glass
Alone
In the heat, and the peak, what colours clash?

With honey?
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]
With honey
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]

It's sweet, oh

In the weedle of a gleam
From the needle of a gleam
She was beatle and the thread
As a potion of swoons amend
Cause I'd like to think she preferred to paint on glass
Alone
I'd like to [?] when she took what came to pass?

With honey
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]
With honey
Honey [ooh la la laaaa]

And oh! the zeal should last
In all, with her the angels laugh