(L. Stansfield/I. Devaney/A. Morris) 



With lips inviting me to kiss them

You stare me straight in the hips

It's all so simple it excites me

I stand and wait for your fingertips

You run your fingers through my hair

I feel the sweat on my back

There's something everybody dreams of

My dream is in your hands



Chorus:

The kiss is sweeter when it's under the sugar tree

Sweet and dripping with with deceit, yeah, the sugar tree



We move in closer to each other

I start to sway from the heat

I want this feeling of excitement

To lay me under the sugar tree

This is my honeysuckle dream

That lets me be who I want to be

Give me the best of your attention

And let me see what I wannna be



Chorus



Tonight you're everything to me

and I don't care what tomorrow may bring

Because I'm lying in yoour arms and the smell is so sweet

Let me be wild, let me free



This is my honeysuckle dream

That lets me be who I want to be

Give me the best of your attention

And let me see what I wannna be



Chorus and fade