love's not half as sweet as making honey with the bees

souls that sing together may just always be entwined
and flames that dance together are just much too hard to find
one signal from my finger and you're walking cross the border line
and when we aren't together you are always on my mind so,

i suggest you figure out your life and screw your fantasies
love's not half as sweet as making honey with the bees
and flying high with the dragonflies
swooping down in the glow of the moonrise

I've been standing on this cliff for several years
and i still haven't forgotten my fear.

I'm not going to jump till you tell me to jump