Love is sweeter than honey Honey is sweeter than wine Wine is sweeter than tangerines Tangerines are blind
I know the skies above I know that's where the angels meet I know the earth between my feet To spread uneartly love Today I walked among them I could not get enough One takes the staircase They did not even see me
One holds the wheel As they did their angel stuff Not hand to picture One ties the cotton To the tire maker's heel What I'm thinking of
Many many other kinds of love Rain swells the river A lotta turns make rain Wheels start a-turnin'
And the river floods the plain I know the skies above I know the earth between my feet That's where the angels meet Six or seven others To spread unearthly love They begin to multiply Spilled out on the floor There are hundreds more