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