Holy Honey from Wannabe by Taylor Kingman

I wanna be strong
That time I proved I was right, I was wrong
That time we talked all night, man, I was drunk
The last time I came, babe, I was gone
I wanna be strong

I wanna be kind
I wanna be all open windows and warm apple pie
I wanna be slowly blowing breezes in the sweet by and by
I wanna arms open wide and “Baby, it’s all rights”
I wanna be kind

I wanna be wise
I’ve sat stoned until the sunrise and I bet I looked divine
And I’ve cowered with conviction and I bet I looked wild and sly
I’ve talked too long and too loud and I bet I looked proud and right
But, I wanna be wise

I wanna be clear
I wanna wear out my wandering and I wanna be here
I wanna sober up and let sleep the vintage of my years
I wanna wake in my walking through the valley of voyeurs and mirrors
I wanna be clear

I wanna be true
The blossoms of love are blighted with fear in the root
And that moment was honest, untouched by the next moment’s truth
And I’m sorry for all I’ve taken, And I’m sorry for all I’ve let loose
I wanna be true

I wanna be forgiven
For giving up
On everything I knew
I wanna be true

• Folk
• acoustic
• americana
• country
• singer-songwriter
• songwriter
• Portland