Honey Brown Eyes / by Britta Badour

you say
wait for me
I say, have no fear
only a fool
would refuse you
my dear

the magnetic charm of your gentle hands
make my aches and blues
seem far away
some would say they prefer the sunny side of the street but
I’d rather be stuck walking home with you
in the rain
a master plan, I hear you’re developing
got me at your mercy
'cause you work that smile like it’s a weapon 

you say
wait for me
I say, have no fear
only a fool
would refuse you
my dear

as I wait
I practice pronouncing your name  
say three or four or five times a day
you tell me it means 'happiness forever' 
and I should've known better
because ever since I met you, I ain’t been the same
oh, is it your
honey brown eyes
or your heart of gold to match
that makes me lose track of time
that makes it so hard to answer when you ask
what is that
I love the most
about you

well, I don't know what I love the most
but one thing is clear: 
only
a fool
would refuse you
my dear!