Honey won’t you let me in guardin cover by guardin Lyrics
[Intro]
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
Yeah
Hi motherfucker, [?] but apparently that's our thing now
So, call me back I guess
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
[Verse 1]
Now the snow will fall and the lover's call
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of birds
As the season shifts lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a buildup of its roar
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a soothin' breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
[Verse 2]
As we cease to know where our feet will go
We won't see the ribbons tied up in the pines
Branches will untiе every mumblin' lie
Evеry frail word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the force of our first divorce
How I wish the turning sunset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
[Verse 3]
Now the dust will rise, dress the open skies
Just a gallery of words we've used too much
It's a feather's weight but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in distraught
Put me on the mornin' champagne and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of the past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
Honey won't you let me in
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
Yeah
Hi motherfucker, [?] but apparently that's our thing now
So, call me back I guess
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da
[Verse 1]
Now the snow will fall and the lover's call
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of birds
As the season shifts lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a buildup of its roar
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a soothin' breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
[Verse 2]
As we cease to know where our feet will go
We won't see the ribbons tied up in the pines
Branches will untiе every mumblin' lie
Evеry frail word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the force of our first divorce
How I wish the turning sunset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
[Verse 3]
Now the dust will rise, dress the open skies
Just a gallery of words we've used too much
It's a feather's weight but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in distraught
Put me on the mornin' champagne and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of the past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
Honey won't you let me in