Honey eyes

Honey eyes come and cross by our milk sides
honey eyes are scarce but come to pass by our ways sometimes
honey eyes I've met today going left in front of me by the hall's wall
honey eyes crossed in black dress and brown hair and met those eyes of mine

Hope to find them again soon
and know them well for souls shared tonight a good sight

May our eyes meet again soon
may our times coincide soon too
for time walks, runs, rides fast, fast away
and I think I'd like to share my time with her.