Sorcha Richardson Honey Heavy
... Any other day
It might have passed us by
I wouldn't know your name
Never try to get to get it right
And I could see you any Friday
Hey, you ain't the reason that I came
Don't even think of you that much
I can't get you out my mind I thought I mighta dreamed it
You made me feel something that night
I swore I never needed
I was doing fine, 'til I let you in my mind
Honey what the hell d'you do to me
Honey what the hell d'you do to me
