Barbara Lewis — A Taste of Honey

Winds may blow over the icy sea I'll take with me the warmth of thee A taste of honey A taste much sweeter than wine I will return I'll return I'll come back for the honey and you I'll leave behind my heart to wear And may it e'er remind you of A taste of honey A taste much sweeter than wine I will return I'll return I'll come back for the honey and you He ne'er came back to his love so fair And so she died dreaming of his kiss His kiss of honеy A taste more bitter than winе I will return I will return I'll come back for my honey I'll come back for my honey I'll come back for the honey and you Taste of my honey, ooh