Lyrics sweetie - .irg, Michael Mayo, Andrew Narvaez

sweetie

You could be my honeybee
Can you give me something sweet
The sting you have could give me scars
Straight to the heart
And you feel like a Sunday breeze
Singing Birds and buzzing bees
I played your song on my guitar
The sweetest part
I met you and I could a sworn you were the one for me
The things I saw in you became my favorite things to see
Never argued never fought
Never had a second thought
I was blinded by my love I couldn’t see a single flaw
But then it came through
Had to try to see a different view
Had to tak a look at something new
But that was hard to do
I was only intersted in you
I was paralyzed by love I couldn’t move
But now I’m on a new level, went and hit the brake pedal
I just made a promise to myself that I won’t settle
Yeah, I really loved you, gotta move on
Living life well because life ain’t long
You could be my honeybee
Can you give me something sweet
The sting you have could give me scars
Straight to the heart
And you feel like a Sunday breeze
Singing Birds and buzzing bees
I played your song on my guitar
The sweetest part
Yeah, yeah aye
Once you got your hands on my heart
Felt your sting, now it’s ripping me apart yeah
Doesn’t matter where you are
Always out, creeping round, raising my alarm
Yeah girl, so hot, so cold
So, baby tell me when you going to come home
Yeah, you be something like sunshine
Here for the day till the nighttime yeah
Like what you trying to do to me
Tried once or twice never got it through to me
Yeah, yeah like truthfully
Mean I love you, but I got to stay true to me
Yeah, yeah feelings come, and they go
Maybe I should let them all flow
Yeah, yeah yeah maybe someday I’ll know
When you going to be my love
You could be my honeybee
Can you give me something sweet
The sting you have could give me scars
Straight to the heart
And you feel like a Sunday breeze
Singing Birds and buzzing bees
I played your song on my guitar
The sweetest part
You could be my honeybee
Can you give me something sweet
The sting you have could give me scars
Straight to the heart
And you feel like a Sunday breeze
Singing Birds and buzzing bees
I played your song on my guitar
The sweetest part