As I wait for the times, and our special days together,

The weeks and weekends of laughter with you.

nothing or anything to keep us apart, 

and time has sent my honey blue.

We plan the day like circles so true, we break for awhile

but the days are always new.

There is no separation in this circle of joy.

My love, my friend, my before, and after too.

My theme, my dream, my honey blue.

We capture the moments, and the sounds of rain drops pitter patter.

Our sighs and wonders of what the can be the world’s matter.

But our smiles to embrace will always do,

my theme, my dream, my honey blue.