Honey - Open Hand

Leaves dripping water under starlight

Into woods you go

Five fingers leaving trails in the water so that we can know

Where you are and where the water goes

Whoa, whoa

Da, da, da, da, da

Whoa, whoa

I am dripping water

And living under seven skies

I live in your halo of hummingbirds

And flying fish and butterflies

(Whoa, whoa)

And these memories stay

They’ll go slowly now

Stay away

Oh, oh, oh

If you lose my touch

Take your hand away

And fall in on another day

If they steal your breath

Know that we can go

Over and they’ll never know