Like honey under my tongue
Smell of your skin burnt in the sun
Like chocolate spread with a kiss
Every timeline leading up to your lips
I'll do a life in the dirt for a feeling like this
I'll do an hour of work for a second of bliss
Flower to fig, eagle to lamb
Seed in the wind, bloom where it lands
Holding it open as long as I can
Come back tomorrow swingin and do it again
Now tell me what is it worth, tell me what did I miss
I'll do an hour of work for a second of bliss
I'll do a life in the dirt for a feeling like this
I'll do an hour of work for a second of bliss