Death do we part, that's the end that we head towards

Honey hands, you always say you attract rescuers

Oh the irony, I always thought you'd save me

You love it when I call you my princess baby

These aren't memories, these are a thread of sweetness

Wake up in the morning, in my arms felt a sweet kiss

Anticipate, can't wait to taste your morning breath

You always get embarrassed and I always say no need to fret

Death do we part, that's the end that we head towards

Honey hands, you always say you attract rеscuers

Oh the irony, I always thought you'd save mе

I love it when you call me that, your honey baby