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