Love is sweeter than honey
  Honey is sweeter than wine
  Wine is sweeter than tangerines
  Tangerines are blind
  
  I know the earth between my feet
  I know the skies above
  I know that's where the angels meet
  To spread uneartly love
  Today I walked among them
  I could not get enough
  They did not even see me
  As they did their angel stuff
  
  One takes the staircase
  One holds the wheel
  One ties the cotton
  To the tire maker's heel
  Not hand to picture
  What I'm thinking of
  Many many other kinds of love
  
  Wheels start a-turnin'
  A lotta turns make rain
  Rain swells the river
  And the river floods the plain
  
  I know the earth between my feet
  I know the skies above
  That's where the angels meet
  To spread unearthly love
  Six or seven others
  Spilled out on the floor
  They begin to multiply
  There are hundreds more