(Verse) Golden honey, the leaves drippin’ caramel Used to sugar-coated phases so I can tell (that you’re coming closer) That you’re growing closer, my cheeks growing fuchsia As the sunbeams begin to set Yeah, got me feeling like (yeah) (Bridge) Brown eyes, tracing me Sepia memories Keeps on chasing me over and over and it’s like Midas awakens when...Learn More