A Voice Dipped in Honey

[Intro]
My baby has a voice dipped in honey
Sweeter than the month of May
She plays with pause and rhythm
Pausing words begin with sway

[Verse 1]
Well, I sound more like a motive
That I know how to hum
We seldom breathe our senses
That stop before we're not

[Verse 2]
My baby has a voice dipped in honey
Smooth, like a crystal ball
When it first caught my attention
It pulled me back and made me crawl
I try to catch your breath
And hold it in my hand
Behold, the virture croats
Yeah, I know where she stands

[Verse 3]
Standing on the wood floor
That supports our past
A cool breeze makes us shiver
Now that we've dropped our trail

[Verse 4]
Coming off the road again
Everything feels new
Everything has changed
Until my ears turn back unto

[Outro]
Baby, with your voice dipped in honey
Sweeter than the month of May
She melts words like butter
She knows how much each one weighs...