Songs:Honey Creek (134612)

Lyrics

Honey Creek
(The Starlings)
Joy Mills

Nothing moves, except my pulse
The race is on, steal my own horse
And the ride takes me down to Honey Creek
Where the bed is drier than the words I cannot speak

And the Lord is here, can’t you feel his love and light
Well I saw him on the street, I know I caught his eye
I held onto his gaze, beneath the beat of an August sky
And the day is long, long as a lover’s sigh
I’m gonna go down to see him one more time

Nothing moves, except the wind is picking up
And it carries me, the scent of a buttercup
I memorize it like baby’s breath
I climb a grassy hill to see the world above the mess

And the Lord is here, can’t you feel his love and light
Well I saw him on the street, I know I caught his eye
I held onto his gaze, beneath the beat of an August sky
And the day is long, long as a lover’s sigh
I’m gonna go down to see him one more time