Honey And Smoke

Saturday spilling through the blinds Coffee on the counter getting cold I forgot the time again Dancing with my shadow on the wall No one's watching Just me and the groove Honey and smoke That's how this morning feels Honey and smoke Something sweet and something real Moving through the kitchen Like I own this whole place Honey and smoke Written all over my face Vinyl spinning something old My feet remember what my head forgot The bass is talking to my hips And I'm answering back No one's listening Just me and the sound Honey and smoke That's how this morning feels Honey and smoke Something sweet and something real Moving through the kitchen Like I own this whole place Honey and smoke Written all over my face This is my temple This is my prayer The groove is my worship And I'm already there Honey and smoke Honey and smoke That's how this morning feels