Sure Thing - Widowspeak

A lemon from Amalfi coast

Maybe it’s more green than gold

I hold on to forbidden fruit

I hold on to you

Honey I’m a sure thing

Honey I’m a sure thing

I’m a bug in your bed

Song in your head

Something you read

Love you til I’m dead and gone

Still of winter, flowers grown

Then flown in but far from home

Not long for, cut from this world

Yeah, life is short

Honey I’m a sure thing

Honey I’m a sure thing

I’m a bug in your bed

Song in your head

Something you read

Love you til I’m dead and…

Song in your head

Something you read

Love you til I’m dead and gone